New Years Eve 2012, TG Story

December 31st, 2012, NYE Gala

By Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com MSN Chat ID: joyce_devries@hotmail.com Yahoo Chat ID: joyce_devriestv@yahoo.com

Note, this a true story, some of the names have been changed, but certainly not the events of the days!, this is taken right from my diary entry of the time.

My (email) name is Joyce Devries and it was a real life adventure, no this was not a TV/TG event. My spouse knows about and totally supports me as "Joyce"; she is an incredible woman, as you will see. I am 5'0", TV, live near Toronto, Ont., Canada, pass quite well as a woman and have done tons of "real life" things as a woman, this was our Fifth time attending a New Years eve Gala with over 600 people, I was going with my husband's GG lover's husband and she was going with her, note again, this was not a TV/TG event.

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The routine was similar to the many years before, and as usual, Brad sent me an email in mid August to ask me if I still wanted to accompany him to New Year's Eve Gala and be his date. I knew that Brenda had asked Sharon already as usual a date to go, well for it was assumed as they had been Lesbian lovers for over 7 years, I was thrilled that Brad asked me again and then the fine detailed planning started over the course of the fall of 2012.

Now, this Gala has and always has a strict dress codes for both males and females and the tickets always read, "please abide by these dress codes in order to avoid embarrassment at the door, not properly attired guests will be denied entry", and with tickets at $250 a piece. The dress code for men was a tux, and for women, no less than a floor length formal gown or dress, anything higher would not be acceptable. Just that and the fact that only my date would know my true sex and being among about 300 other formally dressed females the thought as always thrilled me to know end.

Now the fun planning started for me and that was to start deciding on what clothes to be wearing for the evening and my dress for the Gala, I had always wanted to wear this dress again for years, it was going to be a classic 1980/90's floor length Bridesmaid dress, off the shoulder, Royal blue, and a wide draping white lace around the bodice and a slight plunge in the back with the same lace. The colour was a deep royal blue, the skirt originally had a knee length back kick on it for ease of walking when I wore it as a Bridesmaid for real, but a boyfriend convinced me to get a panty high slit on the front and close up the back which I had done. The hosiery definitely could not be regular pantyhose, or stay ups, let alone stockings and a garter belt, but could only be sheer toe to waist hose, as well the clutch purse was going to be a dyed to match the heels ones I had never used before, other than for the Wedding. Finally I was going to be wearing the sheerest toe to waist hose I could find. The shoes I was going to be wearing for the dress were 2" dyed to match pumps. I was going to leave all the accessories and makeup, perfume for a rehearsal the week before to finalize everything.

So with that set, over the early fall emails started going back and forth between myself and Brad and he was getting excited and wanted to re-create the excitement of the last years Gala trip, this was one of his emails:

===================================================================== My Dear Daring Jennifer:

I am really looking forward to the Gala and cannot wait to see what you are going to be wearing. I have an idea, and it was Brenda's idea, I would like to take you to lunch before we go to the hotel. Brenda said you will know where we are going to be wearing, and that when I see you in it will probably be an uncomfortable ride to the restaurant and I am looking forward to it. One last request is that you do what you did last year and that was one of your costumes, but I will leave it to you which one.

Kisses, Brad =====================================================================

Well with Brad making the comment, I knew to the comment it was Earls, the restaurant that features drop dead models, contracted models from an agency to serve. Their "uniform" was simple, a short black skirt of their choice and as revealing of a top they would like and black or nude hose, but no bare legs, and heels were their choice. On a date earlier in the year with Cheryle to Earls, she bought me an outfit and insisted I wear it, a short black spandex miniskirt, low scooped neck black lace over satin blouse (with my boobs taped up), and ultra sheer black hose and finally my 4 1/2" black patent heels. Now, this was a little much for going to a Saturday lunch, and I guess Brenda wanted to show her husband a good time, and knew she knew he would like it, and get instantly hard the moment he saw me. Brenda had informed me in a previous email that she wanted me to go with Brad to lunch before the Gala, however she never told me the restaurant right away, but I emailed her after Brad's email and asked if it was Earls and she said "of course, wish I could be there to see Brad squirm, have fun!"

Next was the costume that Brad wanted me to wear at some point during the day/evening, now the year before it was one of my cheerleading uniforms, and I still had others to go, now I have taken care of Brad in my French Maid's uniform, so that was out. What was left was a real nurse uniform, authentic Catholic school uniform, and little red riding hood. I could also dress as a Prom queen, Bridesmaid, but they would require help to get in and out of the dresses. The decision was made to go with the authentic Catholic school uniform, complete with all the things that go with it. The final clothing for the evening was going to be was the long black satin and lace peignoir and matching wrap that Brad loves. I was planning on doing the final packing for shoes and accessories when I did the "dress rehearsal" the week before the Gala and when I was going to be doing my packing.

Three weeks before the Gala, my husband Sharon asked if I wanted to get together to let me help her choose a dress for the Gala out of my wardrobe. It was a Thursday night and we had the house to ourselves, and my husband and I were going to get together downstairs in a room just outside of my bedroom to help her try on dresses. When I got home from work that day, I went into my closets and started pulling out dresses that I thought she would fit into and were appropriate for the Gala. I found several and pulled them out and hung them up in my Bedroom, I also pulled out my dress and decided to model it for her and see what she thought. So of the many to choose from in my collection, I pulled out the following:

? Red Satin floor length two piece ? Long black satin gown, chantilly lace around the bodice and around the back. ? Deep magenta floor length dress, velvet top, satin skirt ? Deep wine, with Satin shoulder, A line skirt ? Deep purple, long sleeved velvet top and flowing satin skirt ? Navy blue floor length, capped sleeves, chantilly white lace across the bodice. ? Wine coloured, figure hugging, slightly off the shoulder, adorned with chantilly lace and the feature is a thigh high front left slit.

We planned to meet for 9pm, and leading up to that, I started getting ready to meet Sharon and decided to get into my lingerie for the dress I was going to be wearing for the Gala, which was a new padded strapless white bra, a pair of cotton panties, and then a pair of ultra sheer waist to toe nude pantyhose. I slipped into my dress and did it up as far as it could go and then the dyed to match 2" satin heels. I did not bother with makeup or jewelry, and sat down and waited for Sharon to knock on my door to say she was ready and just a little after 9pm, there was a knock. I opened the door and there was Sharon dressed in her white house coat, no makeup and in bare feet, she looked at me and said, "so that is what you are wearing, one of your Bridesmaid dresses, recycled?", I told her it was and turned and she did up the snap then zipped me up and told me I looked nice and certainly noticed the front slit and warned me about what colour of panties I should be wearing in a joking fashion. Then she looked at my shoes and said, "my dear turning a new leaf?, where are your 4" heels?". I laughed and told her that I would be wearing high heels at some point during the day, but just not to the gala as these matched the dress, she made a comment that it would be a first to a formal event in heels less than 4", and I told her that she was right.

I asked Sharon if she was ready to start trying on things, she said she was and dropped her robe and was just in her regular bra and white cotton panties, and I asked her what she wanted to try on first, and she said "surprise me". I pulled out the first dress, which was a two piece outfit, red satin, floor length and even thought the skirt was not figure hugging, the top certainly showed off her breasts. Sharon walked around and liked the look of the dress and told me that she would keep it in mind, but wanted to see what else I picked. Next was a deep purple velvet dress, capped satin sleeves, fitted and had a thigh length front slit, I zipped her up and Sharon seemed to like it, but wanted "something a little more special". I knew right then and there which dress I was going to get next for Sharon and I helped her out of the dress that the dress she was in and went and got the wine coloured one and helped her into it, and as soon as I zipped her up she looked in the full length mirror, spun around and squealed out how much she loved it. She walked around the room a bit and started talking about what jewelry she was going to be wearing and asked if it was alright if she wore some of mine, and I told her it was fine, she also asked if she could borrow my Curious perfume for the evening, as it was one of Brenda's favorites, and again, I told her it was fine. Like me, she made the comment that regular pantyhose she was wearing, or stay ups or stockings were not going to work and saw I was wearing hose and had a slit as high as hers and asked what I was wearing and I told her, and she made a comment about having to go out and do some shopping for the right nylons. I asked her what shoes she was going to be wearing and she told me that she was going to be wearing the 3" black patent heels that I got her, but Brenda and her were probably going to be kicking their heels off for dancing. She gave me a big hug and a kiss and thanked me and told me that the dress was perfect. I helped her out of the dress and she gave me a big long thank you kiss and then took the dress upstairs, and left me to hang the rest of the dresses up and I got undressed and into my favorite pink lace and satin baby doll combo and crawled into bed.

Christmas came and went and I was all tingling about the best part of the holidays and that was the New Years Eve Gala. Emails started flying around between myself and Brad, and myself and Brenda and Sharon, and the fine details of the Monday's events were starting to take shape. Sharon and Brenda both booked a salon appointment for hair and makeup for 3pm, Brad was picking me up at noon to go for lunch, then after lunch, to the hotel to enjoy the afternoon, before getting ready for the Gala. It was the Saturday afternoon before the Gala and the house was clear and I decided to do a full dress rehearsal and at the same time start the careful packing for the Monday. I started with the outfit I was going to be wearing to lunch and stripped down and put on a pair of black satin and lace panties, and was planning on wearing them all day and night long. I then pulled out the medical bandage and put it on under my breasts and squeezed the flesh of my breasts together and continued to tighten it as Cheryle had shown me months before, until I had a natural looking perky, B/C cup breasts showing. Then put on the matching black lace bra, to the panties, then moved to putting on the small holed black fishnet pantyhose, after putting on a pair of white satin gloves, carefully put them on. Next was the top, which was a lace top, long sleeves, tight, with a low scoop neck and was fully lined with a flesh coloured material under the lace. Next was the skirt, which literally was nothing more than and expanded spandex belt, very tight and fell just below my panties, even with me tugging it down. The heels I was going to be wearing were my 4 1/2" black patent stiletto's, I slipped them on and then looked at myself in the mirror, and again, nearly died at the look, definitely way over the top, I was ready for clubbing not lunch, and my breast were almost popping out of the top, I loved that part. Then I started with the finishing touches, jewelry these days was going to be silver, so I carefully put on one of silver anklet's, a plain silver one. I then moved up to my necklace and earrings, now I had a ton of silver necklaces to choose from, I toyed with the idea of wearing one of my silver necklaces with the Lesbian symbol, but my Lesbian pinky ring would be enough, besides, I was going to be posing as Brad's wife, so I decided on a silver necklace with my name in the middle. The next decision was the earrings, and knowing full well Brad likes to hear earrings "jingle" when I am pleasing him orally, so I picked a long dangly silver pair that definitely would be perfect and put them on. Rings, I went with my alternate wedding rings, my Lesbian ring on my right ring finger, and my silver Lesbian embrace ring. Final jewelry was my casual watch on my left wrist and silver Bracelet on my right. I then took one final look and thought about the makeup I was going to be wearing and knew it was just going to be my "normal office wear", shades and toning.

I slipped the blouse skirt and heels off and carefully slid off the pantyhose and packaged them back up. I also took off the necklace and the anklet, and all my rings and packaged them up in a Ziploc bag, and into the small sized suitcase I had laid out. The next outfit and the dress for the Gala were going to require ultra sheer nude toe to waist pantyhose. I did not want to risk putting a run in a pair of new pantyhose, so I went to my lingerie drawer and pulled out a worn pair that were only for indoor wear, and slipped them on. Now for the next outfit, which was going to be my authentic Catholic school uniform, the black lace bra I was wearing was not going to work, and I was not going to be wearing it with my Gala dress, so I packed it away in the suitcase. I grabbed for a bra that I would be wearing with my Gala dress and that was a new padded strapless white bra and slipped it on. Next was the crisp white cotton short sleeved blouse with the high school emblem on it, then came the black silk "spankies", followed by the short kilt, and no need to roll it up, as I had it shortened to the length all the high school girls hike it up to years ago. Then the black vest with the school logo on it, I finished the look off with the black knee length socks, and finally, the black Mary Janes with no heel. For this look, I decided to leave on the long dangly silver earrings, and thought about my makeup, and was going to just darken it up a bit more to make it more of an 18 year old girl authentic look. I modeled the outfit around for a bit and knew that Brad would definitely love the look, and then changed out of the outfit and carefully packed it away in the suitcase, leaving on my bra and pantyhose.

I was not going to try on the final outfit for the evening which was the long black silk and lace peignoir and wrap, and simply packed it, and my new 5 ¼" black patent stiletto heels to be worn with it. I then slipped on the dress for the Gala and zipped it up as far as I could and then slipped on the heels and then headed to the mirror and looked at myself and stood there for a while and started to think. I was thinking of how to accessorize the entire look, for starters, my hair berets were going to be sparkly rhinestone, but I was going to wait until the time I was getting ready for the Gala. I pulled out one of my sparkly rhinestone necklaces, and then a pair of long sparkly rhinestone earrings and put them on. I put on one of my silver formal watches on my left wrist and on my right wrist was going to be my charm bracelet, but was going to have to wait for Brad to help me with that. My anklet was going to be one of my sparkly rhinestone anklets, and I slipped it on. Final touch was going to be my rings, and put the alternate Wedding rings, as well as the silver Lesbian rings. I then went and stood at the mirror and looked myself over and thought of the makeup, and knew what colours I was going to be wearing which were going to be more dramatic and colours to compliment the dress. After looking at myself in the mirror, I liked what I saw and knew that makeup was going to be a decision on the night of the Gala, I had to make sure I packed the right colour palates. I then remembered that I have two more things that could go with this outfit and that was elbow length midnight blue satin gloves and the matching dyed satin purse that matches the heels. I tried the gloves on and held the purse. I definitely was going to go for the matching clutch purse and pack the satin gloves and saw what Brad would say the day of the Gala when I dressed.

I then slipped off the dress and bra and panties and finished packing them into the suitcase. I hung up my dress and packed away my heels. The final packing included all of my makeup, and then the final decision of perfume had to be made. Now, Sharon was going to be using my Curious perfume, so I had three left to wear, one was Obsession (Brad's favorite) or Halston (my favorite), or my new Fantasy perfume, I decided that I would go with Obsession, not because it was Brad's favorite, but I always love to wear the scent with my formal attire. So the entire suitcase was packed and it was ready to go for the Monday of the NYE Gala. Final step was to put the dress in the dress bag along with the heels, and do the final packing of the suitcase and I was all set to go.

Monday morning came and I was all excited, I started getting ready around 10:30am. I jumped in the shower and got squeaky clean, then wrapped myself up in my blue terri cloth robe and headed down to my room to start to get ready. I was just about to start getting ready for the day, and about that time my cell phone rang and it was Brad, and he told me that he was running late and would be by around 12:30pm to pick me up. That would not slow down my getting ready and started with the latex vagina, then black lace and satin panties, and finally my foundation garment, I "taped" up my breasts, and put on the matching black lace bra. Next I pulled out a pair of white satin gloves and pulled on the small mesh black fishnet pantyhose very carefully put them on. I then put on a pair of 2" black heels so I would not get a snag in my pantyhose, and slipped on the blue terri cloth robe, and decided to do my makeup first.

I went into my bathroom and started, after putting on my foundation, I started with my eyes, and as I had decided before, I went with my "usual" business application. My eyeliner was medium, not too dark, but perfect for the office, eye shadow was going to be dark purple on the lower lids and light pink on the upper lids. I finished off my eyes with a healthy coat of lash blast mascara, and looked at my eyes and thought I did a good job. I then put on a healthy coat of blush, not too much, just enough to give my cheeks a healthy glow. I decided to wait till the last minute to put on my lipstick, which was going to be one of Sharon and I's matching lipsticks. I then went and sat down and did my nails for the evening, I wished I was using the nail polish that Sharon was wearing when we went out Christmas shopping, but settled on a similar nail polish I had, that was not as vibrant as hers, but was close and after shaping my nails, applied a healthy coat. I let them dry and was going to start putting on my jewelry, but decided to wait until I was full dressed before I did. I looked at the time and it was a little before noon, and knew I was in good shape and when my nails were dry, moved to start getting dressed. I slipped out of my terri cloth robe and moved to the bathroom, and doused myself with Obsession perfume, and I put it everywhere, behind the ears, breasts, wrists, and my ankles. I then started getting into my outfit for lunch, and the first thing I put on was the black lace top. I then pulled on the very, very short spandex black skirt, and had to actually pull it down a bit to ensure my foundation garment was not showing. I then slipped out of the 2" black heels and into my black patent 4 1/2" stiletto heels (thinking briefly of the 5 1/4" stiletto's), but wanted to save them as a surprise for Brad after the Gala, then took a look at myself in the full length mirror, and was impressed at how the whole look was, definitely sexy and will definitely turn heads, and there was no way I was going to be walking through the mall wearing what I had on. It was 11:45am, and decided to finish off the look, and sat down and put on all of the jewelry that I had planned to wear and that finished off the look.

I decided to take the extra time I had by triple checking the suitcase to ensure everything was in it, and made sure my clutch purse for the evening was packed and luckily I did, as it was the matching blue satin dyed to match one and luckily I did, as I was missing a tampon and a pad, and grabbed them and put them in the clutch purse. Once I was satisfied with the suitcase, I zipped it up and grabbed it and took it upstairs and put it by the front door, I could hear Sharon shuffling around in her bedroom, and went back downstairs to grab my purse and the dress bag to take them upstairs. I met Sharon in the kitchen and she was getting on her coat and she her jaw dropped when she saw what I was wearing, and commented, "going clubbing or to lunch?", I told her lunch at Earls, and she said, "watch out they might want to hire you dressed like that". I smiled and asked if she liked the look, and she said, "if Brad does not get instantly excited, he is not breathing", She came and gave me a hug and little kiss and told me to enjoy the day and evening and told me that she definitely would with Brenda. She then grabbed her purse and headed out the door. I then looked outside and unlike last year, when we had no winter, the week before NYE, we had a big snowstorm, and I was worried we would get more snow and that would mean I would possibly have to wear boots and do multiple changes of footwear. However, the walkway was clear and the driveway was clear, but the walkway from the front door to the driveway was also clear and so was the driveway and boots were not going to be needed. I did check the temperature and it was below freezing, so I pulled out my long winter coat and scarf, and put them on the back of a chair in the living room. I went downstairs to get my regular purse, and as I was doing that, Brad called and told me that he was just getting off the highway and would be at the house in a few minutes. I then grabbed my lipstick out of my purse, one of the two matching ones that Sharon and I both have and put on a thick coat and packed my purse and headed upstairs.

Brad must have hit every traffic light, as I got to the top of the stairs into the living room, I saw his car pulling in the driveway and I was already tingling with excitement, as I was sure he was going to like what he saw when he opened the front door. I ran and double checked myself in the floor length hallway mirror and then heard the knock at the door, and went and slowly opened it and got a cold blast of air blowing against my well exposed legs. I loved the look on Brad's face when he saw me, his jaw dropped as he came in and I closed the door behind him. He was speechless, but came close to me and held me close and game me a light kiss on my cheek and told me how amazing I looked and how lovely I smelled. I knew he wanted to grip me tight and give me a long kiss, but I pushed him away and told him there would be lots of time for that and I did not want to ruin my makeup. He asked me to walk around a bit and I could tell by the bulge growing in his pants he liked what he saw. He asked me if I was going to be comfortable wearing what I was wearing, for lunch, and I walked up to him in a sexy way, and told him, "just wait till you see where we are going", and gave him a light kiss on the lips and then gently stroked the front of his pants, feeling the huge bulge, and told him, "and you think you are hard now, just wait till the restaurant". He had a puzzled look on his face and I told him, he would understand once we got there. I backed away from him, and let him soak in my look a little more and then told him my bags were ready to go and he snapped out of staring at me and told me he would take them out to the car. As he grabbed them, I put on my long winter coat and did it up and locked the door to the house and Brad came and opened my door and after I slid in, opened my coat and did not bother to tug down my skirt Brad slid in and immediately started to caress my legs and I told him to be very gentle as this hose can get a run in it very easily, and he could caress more when we got to the hotel room. I however, gently strolled and from time to time grabbed the rather caressed the large bulge in his crotch, and all he was doing was groaning and I told him in a sexy voice, "I cannot wait to wrap my lips around this again", while giving his crotch another hard squeeze, he told me he has been dreaming about this day and night for a year now, and I told him so was I. We talked on the way to Square One and he asked about my dress for the evening and the costume, and when he did, I stroked his cock and cooed, "oh you will like everything I will be wearing today and tonight". I directed him to the area Sharon and I always park just outside of the Bay, Brad parked and came and opened my door and I slid out, I quickly tugged down my skirt and then did up my coat. Brad and I walked towards the Bay and I loved hearing my heels click on the pavement, Brad said at one point, "are we going shopping or to lunch?". I told him the entrance to the restaurant was through the mall, and I knew where I was going.

We headed into the Bay and I loved seeing the girls in the cosmetics area, they were in full swing all with skirts on and heels, but most were wearing tights. We entered the mall, and the elevator to Earl's was right there. I took the lead and at that point opened my coat, as Brad was getting the door for me. I was pleased there was no line up, and a very attractive, well dressed girl asked if it was just the two of us and I told her that it was. I then asked her if we could please have a booth, and she said smiling, "no problem", she grabbed two menu's and we followed. She was in a runched spandex miniskirt, black silk blouse, unbuttoned enough to show off her ample breasts, ultra sheer black hose and 3" black kid pumps, with perfect makeup. The booth she gave us was a perfect position, right in front of where the waitresses come in and out with food orders. I took off my coat and put it and my purse down, and slid in, in doing so, I knew my skirt had rode up, but there was nothing I could do about it in the booth, I would have to take a trip to the ladies room. It did not take long for Brad to realize this was no ordinary restaurant, and commented, now I can see what you mean, and yes, I am harder now that I was when I picked you up, I quietly said, I told you so", I don't think Brad heard our waitress Sandy introduce herself, and asked if we wanted to start with anything to drink, I order a glass of house wine and had to bring Brad back to reality with, "dear, tell her what you want to drink", Brad snapped back to reality and ordered a beer. Sandy was in a spandex miniskirt, almost identical to mine, sheer nude hose, patent heels about the same height as mine, and an all lace black top with a black camisole underneath. Brad's jaw was still on the floor, as he looked around, I doubt he heard me tell him that I would be right back, as I had to go to the ladies room.

I grabbed my purse and made a very slow and deliberate walk to the ladies room, I knew, just like all of the other girls, both male and female eyes would be noticing me, and I was loving it. I got to the ladies room, and was disappointed to find it empty, but decided to stall a little bit and when to the sinks and lighted mirrors and put down my purse and took out my lipstick and touched up my lips, even though they really did not need them. I packed it back in my purse, then fluffed out my hair then went to the full length mirror and tugged down my skirt. I then left the ladies room and again it was a slow and deliberate walk, again, I was getting noticed, Brad was staring at me and I approached the booth and this time, I put down my purse, grabbed the hem of my skirt as I slid in, so it would not ride up, and noticed our drinks had arrived. I then asked Brad if he got his eyes back in his sockets, and he said that the waitresses in the place were stunning, and I told them they were contractors and models not employees. We both continued to look around and soak in the atmosphere and at one point Brad leaned in and quietly said to me, the first time, I would like you to be wearing what you are wearing now, I told him that would not be a problem, and asked him, "and when I am on my knees will you be thinking of me or the lovely creatures here", he said, "I will not lie, both", I told him I would be as well, as I was on my knees, especially on my knees in front of one of them eating them out.

Shelly came back and asked if we were ready to order, we told her we were, she looked me in the eyes, and asked and I already knew, and did not have to open my menu, and it was a Cesar salad and dry riblets, and without her eyes leaving mine she asked him what he wanted and he ordered a Cesar salad and a chicken club wrap. She grabbed the menus and when she grabbed Brad's, it was the first time her eyes left mine. She said that she would be back with our food shortly, and I smiled and thanked her. Then one of the more interesting parts of the lunch happened, as I was looking and out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a group of about 6 waitresses all gathered together looking over at our table, and a couple pointing. I thought my secret was out. Eventually, our waitress came with our food, and walked to the table and she looked at me and I knew she had something on her mind and said, "I hope this does not sound too forward or strange, but a bunch of the girls, including me are wondering where you found your legwear?, we have been trying to find that style everywhere". I smiled and said to her, "I searched long to when I saw a girl in Toronto wearing it, professional, yet sexy, but no over the top, and if are not looking closely it looks like the ultra sheer hose a lot of you are wearing". She totally agreed, so I told it was from Sears, only on-line and the brand was Wonderbra, fine fishnet pantyhose. She was writing down furiously, and thanked me so much and told us to enjoy our lunch, and left. For me, I just had one of the most intense mental orgasms of all time, not only did a drop dead, impeccably dressed and well put together GG, ask me for fashion advice and complimented me, she had no clue what was under my skirt. Brad leaned into me and said, "bet you enjoyed that", I just told him more than he ever could imagine.

As we ate lunch, we kept looking around and I decided to have a little fun and asked Brad if he had a favorite girl in the restaurant. He smiled and leaned in and told me, "the one sitting next to me", I told him to pick a waitress. He said, "what about you", and I hands down had my favorite picked. She was a Brunette, about 5'6", perfect makeup, had on a black leather miniskirt, a top almost identical to mine and tons of cleavage, obviously a push up bra as her boobs were almost popping out of her top, her hose was ultra sheer black and she was in heels, black patent, identical to mine. The reason I picked her was that it looked like she went into my closet to find her outfit for work. Brad chose a more petite one, shorter blond with her hair almost to her waist, in a tight black not spandex skirt, but figure hugging, and an all black lace long sleeved blouse with a black camisole underneath, and again she too could have gone into my closets and found all of the pieces, finally her hose was ultra sheer nude and her heels were black patent 3" ones.

Our waitress Shelly came back to check on his and we told her everything was fine and then she told me that thanks to me, one of her coworkers used her Android device and 4 of them ordered the pantyhose from Sears, and she was so grateful for the information. I told her it was no problem. As we continued our lunch, waitress after waitress came up and thanked me for the information. I told them all it was not a problem, but the special part was a couple of them asked me to stand to get a better look and each one complimented me on my legs and how pretty and sexy they looked and how good they looked. Again, I had mental orgasms, but none bigger than when my favorite waitress came to thank me and told me how much she appreciated the info and she herself order 10 pairs. I told her "you are welcome" and then she told me that she really like my outfit and how I was well put together and I told her she looked stunning. It was one of those female to female interactions, due to the fact she had no clue what was between my legs that you have to experience when out in public, she thanked me and told me to have a great day.

Eventually we were done lunch, and of course I wanted another trip to the ladies room, and this time had a reason as my lips needed touching up, and I had to use a stall. I gave Brad a little kiss and grabbed my purse and slid out of the booth and again, it was a slow and deliberate walk and like the waitresses I was still getting noticed by males and females alike. As I entered the room, a woman was coming out and she smiled at me as we passed, another was at the mirrors, applying lipstick and she smiled at me while looking in the mirror and definitely gave me a second look. I went into a stall, and hung up my purse, and then hiked up skirt, sat down and did my business, I could see I was not alone with another set of feet next to mine. I could hear the other girl leave her stall, just as I was cleaning up and I stood up and tugged down my skirt, then grabbed my purse and headed to the mirrors to join the other girl. She was just fluffing out her hair when I put down my purse and pulled out my lipstick. We exchanged smiles in the mirror, and then she said to me, "are you new here?, I come here quite a bit have never seen you", I told her I did, not and she had a puzzled look on her face, and said, dressed like that you could have fooled me, I explained that my husband and I were on our way to a NYE party, and we stopped in for lunch. She smiled and then said, "we you look great, and have fabulous legs", I thanked her as I packed my lipstick into my purse, and she left, and I fluffed out my hair, then checked myself in the full length mirror, and headed slowly back to the table. When we got to the table, Brad told me that he had settle the bill and gave me the receipt, and said, "I think this comment is for you", and it read, "thanks for dropping by, have a great day, Shelly", she also drew a heart with hugs and kisses symbols. Again I was thrilled and packed it away in my purse.

Brad helped me on with my coat, and I did up my coat and we headed out and the cute hostess said, "have a great day and a Happy New Years Eve" as we left. We thanked her and then headed to the elevator and then through the Bay, and I could tell Brad was getting anxious about getting the real New Year's Eve party started. We got to the car, and Brad opened my door and I slid up and undid my coat and when Brad got in, I could tell he was hotter than hell, and obviously did not care about my makeup and moved in for a long deep passionate kiss, I reached down and caressed his now wet front of his pants and he was feeling up my breasts. I broke the embrace, and told him, that let's wait till we get to the hotel, which was only 15 minutes away, as I did not want him to crash the car on the way. He behaved himself on the way but at every stoplight, I would reach over and would say in a sexy voice, only 20 minutes or so this huge member will be in between my lovely lips. All he would do is groan, "oh yes". We arrived at the hotel for the Gala, and Brad came and opened my door, and I slid out and did up my coat. Brad was the gentleman and grabbed his tux, and my dress bag, then his duffle bag and handed me my suitcase. We then headed for the entrance to the hotel, and after Brad opened the door for me, he took the lead to register us, and the girl at the counter recognized we were there for the Gala, and that we got the Gala package for the room. She gave Brad the room keys and told us to have a great time at the Gala.

We headed for the elevators, room 1221, and headed up to the room, Brad opened the door and we went in, of course Brad wanted to drop everything and jump my bones, he tried, but I told him, I had to unpack a few things and hang my dress, and told him to get the complimentary champagne ready, and I would make it worth his while as I had a little surprise to make our first time more special. I went to the bathroom, then unpacked and laid out all of the jewelry and makeup for the changes, as well as the shoes for the changes. What I immediately did was changed from the 4 ½" heels to the 5 ¼" heels, which I am sure would turn him on even more. I put on more lipstick, and packed it in my clutch purse from my regular one. I left the rest of my makeup the same and would be making it more formal when I got dressed for the School girl uniform and for the Gala.

I was all ready for the erotic part of the day/evening to begin. I grabbed the clutch purse and opened the door and called out to Brad, "ready for me my darling husband?", he called out, "come out my darling wife". Brad was waiting for me and had two champagne glasses ready. He was smiling and immediately noticed the heels change and said, "just when I thought you could not look any sexier, please tell me you are wearing those to the Gala", I told him I was not, but have worn them on special dates, but never for 6 to 8 hours of dancing. He put down the champagne and came to me and grabbed my waist and pulled me in and lowered his head, and locked his lips with mine in a passionate kiss, his tongue darting in and out of my mouth and I reciprocated. He was groaning and moved his hands to my ass and was caressing it and moaning, telling me how sexy it looked in the skirt. The he started pulling me in tighter, and I could feel his rock hard huge member against my upper belly, and I broke the embrace and told him I was thirsty, hinting at the champagne. He grabbed my hand and lead me to the couch, but before he sat down, he told me to walk around the room and give him a show with the new heels, I did my best stripper walk around and then went and sat next to him. As we sipped on our champagne, Brad was caressing my legs telling me how hot they looked, and I reached over and started massaging his crotch telling him I could tell. Once we fished our glasses, Brad said, "I cannot wait any long or I am going to explode in my pants", and I told that we much a waste of his delicious juice, and he stood up, helped me up. I ask where he wanted it, on the bed or me on my knees in front of the mirror, and he said, on your knees in front of the mirror. So I went and grabbed my clutch purse and a pillow and followed him to the mirror. I put them both down on the floor and he was behind me and came up and reached around and grabbed my breasts and started caressing them and nibbling on my ear lobes. Telling me how he like how sexy they looked this way, and hoped I would be showing them off in my dress for the Gala, I told him he would have to wait and see, but I would be showing something off I promised him, he also nuzzled into my neck and told me my perfume was driving wild as always.

He spun me around and we went into another deep embrace, and then I reached up and started tugging his jacket off. It fell to the floor and we broke our embrace, and he started undoing his shirt, and tugged it off while he was doing that I was running my fingers through his hairy chest, when his shirt fell to the floor, that was my cue to slowly drop to my knees and assume the position in front of him, knees on the pillow. He was gently rubbing my hair as I reached up and slowly undid his belt and then his pants and tugged them down to the ground, of course I was staring at a massive tent of white underwear, I undid Brad's shoes and he kicked them off and then stepped out of his pants. I was licking my lips in anticipation to enjoy his massive offering, when he stopped me and told me he would like a souvenir of the evening, and I asked what was that, he told me he wanted me to put a lipstick smear on his underwear before I pulled them down. I said that would not be a problem and grabbed my clutch purse (which I was going to to do anyway before I started), pulled out my lipstick and applied a thick coat. I looked up at Brad and said, "ready?", he just moaned "oh God yes". I grabbed his underwear around his cock head and pulled it tight and opened up as wide as I could and barely wrapped my lips around it and clamped down as hard as I could to make as large of one as I could. I took my lips off of it and backed off and it made a perfect "O", Brad was smiling and thanked me. I proceeded to apply another thick coat of lipstick and pulled Brad's underwear down and he lifted up his foot and I pulled them off, and then I was left staring again at his massive shaft, and after packing away my lipstick, I went to work, at first I was staring up at his eyes as I grabbed the base with two hands (two large for one of my hands) and licked of the fair amount of pre-cum that had formed on the head. I then closed my eyes and concentrated on getting his juices to enjoy. Like times past, the first time, he was going to cum on my terms, when I wanted to let him, I so love doing that when pleasing a man. I went into my usual routine with Brad, stroking with two hands wrapped around his massive shaft, while flicking my tounge all over his massive head and up and down the underside of his sensitive member, he was moaning and groaning and holding onto my head. At one point I stopped and teased in a sexy voice "are you thinking of the girls at the restaurant or me right now", and he was almost out of breath and said, "both", I had been at it only 10 minutes and was really enjoying myself. Then I underestimated how REALLY hot Brad was, as I felt the pre-cum oozing out more and more, a true sign he was going to cum, and I was about to grab at the base of his cock to stop him, but it was too late, luckily my lips were wrapped around his massive member's head, flicking my tongue all over it when he blew like a volcano, at least 10 large spurts and he was grunting and saying, "oh God yes". I was clamped down hard enough that I never lost a drop, I swallowed it all.

As he became limp, I let his head go with a loud "pop", and leaned back on my heels, and kept stroking him, and he was moaning telling me how incredible that was. I then leaned forward and licked up and down his shaft and cleaned him up. I then stood up and headed to the coffee table in the room near the couch and poured myself a glass of champagne, leaving Brad standing near the mirror, still panting, with a semi limp massive member, naked except for his socks. I was smiling at him as he approached me, I could tell he was getting hard again, and came and gave me a kiss on the cheek, I then took a big gulp of my drink to clean out my mouth. I finally wandered over and no words were said, he just kept on smiling, as he walked towards me to pour himself a glass of champagne I reached down and stoked his massive member, and ran my painted fingers through his hairy chest. I then in a sexy voice told him to take a rest and the next surprise would be coming out. I poured myself another glass of champagne, and grabbed my clutch purse and headed into the washroom, but not before giving his massive member a squeeze, and asking if there was any more in it for me, and he said, "oh yes, much more", I said, "good, as I can suck for as long as you have juice for me", I smiled and turned away.

I entered the washroom, and kicked off the 5 ¼" heels and locked the door and start to get into the authentic Catholic school uniform. First I took off my anklet, watch and bracelet, and all rings. Next off was the blouse and skirt, the necklace and the earrings were staying. I put on my white satin gloves to take off the tiny fishnet pantyhose, and sure as heck, the were holes everywhere, but thought they could be used for a grunge look for some girl going clubbing, but definitely not for work or going out in public again as a professional woman. My black lace panties and foundation garment were staying on the black lace bra was coming off, but my breasts were staying taped up. I then opened a package of ultra sheer nude sheer toes to waist pantyhose (which I packed 3 pairs), and slid them on. Next was my new strapless padded bra, if the look was really authentic I would be wearing the training bra I bought for the outfit, to save a bra change, I went with the one I was going to be wearing to the Gala. I slipped it on and with the padding clearly was a full C cup, before the uniform came the "spankies", the "shorts" that go under the skirt over your panties, I could have gone with the ones that I have with one of my authentic cheerleading uniforms, which were silk, but stayed with the authentic cotton ones. Before any clothing went on, I went and grabbed my Obsession perfume and doused myself in all the usual places, was not sure if it was needed but sucking Brad is a workout, so you sweat a little. Next was the crisp cotton white shirt with the real school logo on it, I did it up, followed by slipping on the school colours kilt, there was no need to wrap up the waist of the skirt, as I had it shorted, so I did not have to do what the girls do to make the skirt shorter and roll the waistband. I made sure that the kilt had the pin in the right place, I then put on the black vest, which also had the school insignia on it. Finishing touches on the clothing were the black ankle socks and the no-heeled Mary Jane's with the strap. I then moved to the makeup adjustment, since I was going to be changing colours and starting from scratch when getting ready for the Gala, I just darkened everything I was wearing, eyeliner, way more than you would wear as a grown woman to a formal even, but fine with today's teenagers, darker blue and pink eye shadow, and lots more blush. I got an idea, in my regular purse was an Avon lipstick that is very vibrant and very red, and very junior looking. I decided to go with that and applied a thick coat, then packed it into the clutch purse.

I grabbed my clutch purse and then took one last look in the mirror and then opened the door to the bathroom and called out "ready?", Brad called back, "oh definitely yes", when I entered the room, Brad was fully erect lying on the bed, he was watching something on a portable device slowly stroking his massive member, still naked, only wearing his socks. As soon as he saw me, he dropped the portable device, jumped out of bed, which was fun watching his huge erect member bouncing around, and said, "oh my God". I said, "you like, and what were you watching??", his answer was "Brenda went to Catholic school, I have seen pictures of her in her uniform, but never had the chance to date her when she was in high school, it was my dream to make love to her wearing such a sexy provocative outfit, but she gave hers back when she left high school, and I was watching porn". I said, "I have no clue why men think this is sexy and provocative, it is just a uniform girls had to wear to school, and porn eh?, I am not enough?". Knowing full well that the short skirt, virginal white blouse, certainly is a turn on for men. He blurted out, "the sexy short skirt does it for me, and you are enough, I just wanted to stay stimulated for you". I then walked away from him and slowly and dropped my clutch purse on purpose and in a very unladylike way, bent over and picked it up, knowing full well he was right behind me. He commented that that was so sexy that my panties were visible, and I turned to him as he pulled me into him, and told him, "dear, they are not panties, they are called 'spankies'", he smiled as he leaned down to kiss me, and said, "well then I will have to do what they are named for". We met in a deep kiss, and a passionate embrace. His hands found their way to my ass, and he flipped the skirt out of the way, and was massaging the spankies, and at one point gave my butt a playful spank, and I swear I felt his cock against me get larger. I asked if he was ready for another round and he groaned, "oh got yes". As he pushed away from me, I noticed against my belly was wet with Brad's pre-cum, and knew it was going to leave a white stain when it dried. Brad wanted to sit on the couch first and make out like we were in the back of the car, and then when he was ready, to move to the bed. I told him to sit down, as I had to get my glass from the bathroom. I teasing flipped my skirt up and flashed Brad, to which I heard, "I saw that", I grabbed my glass and Brad was already sitting down, champagne glass in one hand stroking his huge cock with the other. I told him to stop and that was my job, he laughed as I sat down next to him after filling my glass.

I moved him hand away and started stroking it, but not being able to get my hand around his huge shaft, started rolling my finger around the head of his member, making it all wet with his pree-cum. Brad on the other hand was caressing my silky legs telling me how silky smooth they felt and how love they look in either the shade I was wearing, or the kind I wore to lunch. Their was just light kissing as we sipped on our drinks, and caressed each other, Brad telling me all about how Brenda tried for years tried to duplicate her Catholic School uniform, but never could get it right. I told him perhaps she could borrow mine with the weight she has lost, and he would keep it in mind, but he said, "yes, but she will never do what will you will be doing today when wearing it". I smiled as I finished my glass and put it on the table, Brad gulped the remainder of his and did the same with the glass. He then leaned in and like two teenagers in the back of a car, we started making out, hot and heavy, it was heavy petting, Brad was caressing me everywhere, and the kissing was passionate and intense, I was caressing Brad's hairy chest and playfully pinching his nipples, and of course caressing his massive cock and squeezing his balls. Brad was also caressing my breasts and asked if they got bigger somehow, and I moaned out padded bra. As I was caressing Brad's massive member, I would pause every once in a while and lick the tastey pre-cum off my fingers, Brad loved this and smiled each time I did it. Finally after about 20 minutes of heavy making out, Brad groaned that he was ready. I asked him where this time, and he groaned, "oh the bed, and I want your feet at my head, so I can enjoy your ass and sexy legs", I told him that would not be a problem, and he climbed on the bed and laid down.

I grabbed my clutch purse and put on a thick coat of the Avon lipstick, then packed it back up and put it on the nightstand, then got on the bed and on my hands and knees and put my feet to Brad's head and proceeded to lick my way down his chest, pausing at his nipples and nibbling a little while my left had started caressing his massive erect member. Brad took no time at all in flipping up my skirt, having it land on my back, and caressing my exposed ass, and very silky thighs, every once in a while giving my ass a playful spank, which stangly made him even harder every time he did. I on the other had plans to ensure that Brad was not going to cum until I wanted him to, so the first thing I did was placed my right hand index finger on the base of his massive member on the vein that his love juice flowed, so I could squeeze it tight when I knew when he was going to cum. I started slowly, and the plan was to get him to a fever pitch, stop, lick his balls and squeeze tight and not let him have release, and when he settled down, start slowly again and repeat the process over and over until he could take no more. So the process started, I opened as wide as I could and swirled my tongue around his large mushroom head, and with my other free hand, caressed his balls, then I moved to the sensitive underside of his shaft and furiously licked all around it. Brad was moaning over and over at how good it felt, I attempted from time to time to stroke up and down on his shaft, but my hands were too small for such a large member, so my only tool was my tongue. I would pause every once in a while and say in a sexy voice, "darling, take me to the Prom", or "will you respect me in the morning if you fuck me with this?", etc., comments to get him hotter that a teenage girl would say. I would then turn up the heat and start licking and sucking faster and faster in each of his sensitive parts, to a point that I could taste the precum start to build and knew that him climaxing was inevitable, and his breathing would be more intense, and then I would clamp down as hard as I could with my right index finger and then suddenly stop all sucking and move down and slowly start sucking on his balls and licking them. Brad of course was on the verge of grunting and getting release, but my right finger stopped him, and he would cry out, "NOOOO". I would always say in a sexy voice, "you will cum when I want you to cum", I was loving every second as I always do, being in control. It was about the sixth time, and I managed to catch out of the corner of my eye the time, and it was 4:45pm, and I still had to get ready for the Gala at 6pm, I wanted to keep going as I was having so much fun. And his pre-cum was so yummy. I made the decision that one more time was going to be the last, but he did not know that and I started the routine all over again, now when I heard, "OH GOD BRENDA NO MORE", I knew he was out of his mind and I let go with my right index finger, opened my lips as far as they could go, wrapped them around his huge head and used both hands to pump up and down and about 60 seconds later, he blew like I have never experienced with him before. His orgasm must have gone for at least 60 seconds, pulse after pulse and load after load, I swallowed it all. I personally thought he was going to pass out. I licked him clean up and down his shaft savoring the last of his juices.

I got off the bed and poured myself another glass of champagne, cleaned my mouth out, and was staring at a man that looked like he had run the marathon, he was sweating, out of breath and his eyes were closed. I reached down to a very limp massive member and then reached over and squeezed it and said, "so you think you have more for me?, we still have recess and after midnight to go", he never opened his eyes and just moaned, "yes", I said, "we will see, now get dressed, I have to go put on a 'new face' and get into my outfit for the Gala, so I will be a while. I grabbed my clutch purse and leaned down and gave his massive limp member head a kiss and he nearly jumped off the mattress, I just laughed. I grabbed my clutch purse, my champagne, then went and grabbed the dress bag, and went into the washroom and closed and locked the door, then hung the dress bag on the shower curtain rod.

So now the important change of the day/evening was going to happen, and that was preparing for the Gala. First order of business was getting out of my authentic Catholic school uniform, so I took everything off including the necklace and earrings, so all I was left was me in my black lace panties, foundation garment, sheer nude toe to waist pantyhose and my white padded strapless bra, and pretty much "clown makeup". It was time to start from scratch for my makeup, so I pulled out the makeup removers I had packed and wiped my face clean. I pondered what to do?, either put on my dress first and then do my makeup, or do my makeup and put on my dress, and I decided to put on my dress first, then do my makeup and all of the accessories, that way I could ensure colours were perfect and change if necessary as the final colours I was going to be using were not yet chosen, before the dress, I again doused myself in Obsession perfume. I did one check of my pantyhose to ensure all of the heavy petting, Brad did not snag thaaem and put a run in them, but It looked like I was going to be fine. I then slipped into the dress and the matching dyed 2" satin heels, and did the dress up as far as I could do it up, and then, headed back into the room for zip up help, expecting to see Brad almost ready in his tux, but that is definitely not what I saw.

Brad was naked on the bed, somehow his massive member was fully erect and he was stroking it and watching his portable device. I was furious at first and told him, "we have 30 minutes before we are due at the Gala, what the hell are you doing?, I have to look perfect and have a perfect looking husband at my side, what are you thinking?". He had a pleading look in his eyes, and just said, "one more time please before we go, and you look incredibly sexy and pretty, love the legs showing". I told him to clip and zip my dress, and not to get his member near it, and he leaned over and did me up. I then told him that I would need lipstick, and I would be right back, and went back to the bathroom, not too happy, but knew that when I sucked him this time it would be quick and no games. As I enter the bathroom, my wireless device was going off, and it was a chat friend of mine Marcia, I texted her back and told her Brad wanted more, and I was just going back out to service him before we left for the Gala, and I would get back to her the next day. I grabbed my clutch purse and entered the room, and Brad was stroking his massive member and staring at me. I put down my clutch purse on the coffee table, pulled out my lipstick and put on a thick coat, the one I was going to be wearing for the Gala, telling Brad he was lucky I had not started my makeup, or he would not be getting this, and carefully adjusted the skirt of my dress, and crawled between his spread legs, with both legs exposed under the dress, and slapped Brad's hands out of the way and quickly went to work. I used both hands to stroke up and down, and assaulted his head and all of the sensitive areas of his massive member, and I was fast and furious taking a break from time to time to lick and suck his balls, while still stroking him up and down quickly. Brad was panting and telling me how good it felt and how amazing my lips were. I caught the clock out of the corner of my eye and saw even if Brad came right this second I would have exactly 15 minutes to do my makeup and everything else. Luckily, all of my hard work paid off and Brad was oozing pre-cum, then thrust his hips up and I ensured my lips were wrapped around his massive member's head and he fed me about 6 blasts, not as strong as the first two times I sucked him off, but a fair load. I swallowed it all down, licked his shaft clean, and then quickly got off the bed, and grabbed his glass of champagne and took a couple of gulps to clean out my mouth.

I then told him in a stern voice, "you have 15 minutes to get ready", leaving him with his now very limp cock lying on the bed and he told me that he would be ready, I grabbed my clutch purse and I quickly headed back into the bathroom and locked the door and started to put my makeup on. I knew that I had to act quickly, and was hoping for more time to decide, but I found over the last 26 years of dressing and passing, sometimes, the best results are done in haste. I started with formal application of eyeliner, not as much as when I was in the School Uniform, but more than my office makeup application, so it would be noticeable in low light. For eyeshadow, I thought about sticking with blue to match my dress, but wanted something more to contrast it, and something different, so for both upper and lower lids I went with a charcoal colour, and highlighted the outer edges with a dark green. It certainly was a different look for me, and thought it contrasted the colour of the dress nicely, final touch on my eyes was a healthy coat of lash blast mascara. I applied my darker more formal colour blush to not only highlight my cheeks but to accent them. I then applied a thick coat of Sharon and I's matching lipstick, and took and overall look and was impressed that I could look that good in only 5 minutes or so. I then stared putting on my jewelry, first was my rings, my alternate Wedding rings, my two Lesbian rings on my right hand and a stretch blue sapphire ring on my left index finger. Next was my silver formal watch, then the long sparkly rhinestone earrings and the sparkly rhinestone necklace, finally I changed my hair barrettes from regular to rhinestone ones. I laid out the rhinestone anklet and my charm bracelet for Brad to put on me. I then did the final packing with my clutch purse and what in there already was my lipstick, a tampon and a pad, I then moved from my regular purse, tissues, compact with power touch up a comb and that was it. One last check of my hair and I was ready to see Brad, and then I remembered I wanted to see if the elbow length satin gloves would work with the outfit, and grabbed them and went into the room to meet Brad, who was in his tux, sitting on the side of the bed watching television. He gave me a whistle as I walked in the room, and asked me to walk around a bit, and he absolutely loved the slit on the dress and how it really showed off my legs, told me I was sexy and elegant all at the same time. I told him I wanted his opinion, and put down the jewelry and the clutch purse and put on the satin gloves and asked him what he thought. At the same time, I had a look at myself for the first time in the full length mirror and pondered the look. I was not sure about it, I thought it might look a little to "over the top". Brad however, had other more carnal thoughts, he came up behind me, and grabbed my waist and whispered in my ear, that he loved them, and I asked him if he thought they were too much and he said, "not when I can already feel them caressing my cock as you perform with those talented lips". I looked at him in the mirror, and smiled and said, "why did I think I knew you were going to say that?". I took them off and looked at myself in the mirror, and decided not to go with them, with the matching shoes and purse, it was going to be too much. I told Brad this and his was definitely disappointed, but I said, "but I can put them on when we come back to the room at recess and after the Gala, if that is the only reason you want me wearing them", he smiled and kissed my neck, and said, "I will hold you to that". I then asked him to help me put on my anklet, and I sat down on the bed and he put in on my right leg, but not before caressing my silky stocking covered legs, all the way up to my thighs. I then had him pu on my charm bracelet on my right wrist. I then stood in front of the full length mirror for one last check and was very pleased at the way I looked. I grabbed my clutch purse and gave Brad a light kiss and told him I was ready to go.

Brad offered me his arm and I hung on to it and we left the hotel room and headed towards the elevators and even before we got there, the fun feminine games began. Waiting at the elevator was three other couples, men all in tuxes and the women in floor length gowns. Of course, in true female fashion we all checked each other out subtly with quick glances. Of course they were all in floor length gowns, but one had a train that actually was lying on the floor, and I thought "this is a Gala, not the red carpet" and wondered how she was even going to dance it. An elevator came and it had a few other couples obviously going to the Gala, we all stepped in and got to the Convention level and left the elevator, and headed towards the entrance of the Gala. I was tingling with excitement, a sea of other formally dressed females, I was not caring about the males, but was checking out all of the other formally dressed females. As usual, we all were checking each other out, subtly, and I was loving the fact other GG females were checking me out, and lots of friendly female to female smiles were exchanged. As I hung on to Brad's arm, he lead us to the entrance of the Gala, and like years passed, they were handing out seat assignments. Brad handed the person at the front out tickets and he told us we were at table #92, and pointed us in the general direction. I was lost like usual in the sea of femininity and formal attire, I had no clue where we were we were going, and just held onto Brad's arm as he lead me along. Again, like in the many years past at this Gala I saw all sort of variations of outfits, strapless, spaghetti strapped, off the shoulder like mine, Bolero jackets, High heels, low heels (like mine), strappy ones, stilletos, and all colours under the rainbow. Materials were everything from Satin to cotton, chiffon, taffeta, low backed, no backed, sheer material, low cut bodices, showing off breasts, and age ranges from 21 to 75, only thing in common of all of the dresses is that they were all floor length, I was absolutely loving it.

We got to our table, and Brad took the lead and there was only 2 of the 4 couples at the table, we were the third, and introduced us telling everyone the he was Brad and I was his wife Joyce, I smiled and gave a little wave to everyone at the table. As per protocol, it was boy girl, girl boy (that way the females were together and the males as well to allow for common conversation), so I sat down next to a very nice looking middle aged woman about my age and Brad was the gentleman and pulled out my chair, and I said down and put my clutch purse on the table like the other females. As I got comfortable, before Brad sat down he asked if I wanted a drink and I told him that I wanted a sling, and told me he would be back after he got it. Now this was my 6th year in a row attending the same Gala and this part of it is probably one of the best part of all, getting to know the female beside you on a one to one female interaction, and the fact they have no clue of my true sex, makes it all the more special. The girl next to me introduced herself as Karen, she was very friendly, and I could not really tell what she was wearing yet, but it was purple, looked like polyester, and spaghetti strapped, and long (as per the dress code), her jewelry was like mine rhinestone, both earrings and necklace, her makeup like mine was perfect and she was showing a little cleavage. She was very friendly and introduced me to the other couple and again, I only remember the female names at the Gala's, and her name was Sarah, a 30 something girl and her boyfriend, she was very attractive and wore a strapless black chiffon over satin dress, her hair was piled up and perfect makeup, a simple pearl necklace and pearl drop earrings, that is all I could see of her for the time being. Karen and I got talking and I found out she was a school teacher in Toronto, had 3 kids, and married for almost 17 years, again she was very friendly and smiled very widely the entire time, she really wanted to get to know me better. Then she asked about me and Brad, and I told her the canned story Brad and I had been using for years, and that we were married 15 years, no kids and (this was for real), I worked in a Bridal Salon as a consultant, Brad was in Engineering, (which is real). This really piqued her interest and started asking me a ton of questions, like, "are the reality shows really like what really happen?", I had to laugh and told her, "not even close". We just got started the usual, "get to know you more on an intimate female to female basis", when the last couple showed up at our table and I literally had to laugh (in my head) at the irony of the situation. The last couple was a Lesbian couple, obviously there was no doubt who was the "husband" and who was the "wife". The "husband" spoke up and introduced herself as Margie, and her "partner" was Stephanie. Most of the table was stunned, except for myself and Brad, who just leaned in and said, "weird huh?", I simply just squeezed his hand and kept on smiling (whispering to him, and where is your wife right now and with who?).

Now, the interesting situation was, where does Margie sit vs. Stephanie?. Now, Margie, well she was in a female tux, and a portly woman, definitely not attractive (in a feminine way) with a nose and lower lip piercing, short spiked black hair no makeup and definitely butch, she "screamed" man, but there was no doubt she was a female. Margie should have sat next to Karen (as the male), but obviously they did not know the protocol, and Stephanie, who was an attractive petite blond, her hair piled up in a long hunter green lace over satin mermaid dress, the lace at the top went to her neck, with a keyhole opening and a pearl broach hanging down, and her breasts were well displayed, the sleeves were capped and set the whole look off, her makeup was perfect and she only wore a pair of simple pearl earrings, and her heels were 3" strappy beige ones. Stephanie sat next to Karen, and Margie sat next to the guy next to her at the table, who I could see was not that thrilled, but Karen took it in stride and never blinked an eye. So it was a unique situation, four women in a row, which has never happened, at least not for the dinner part of the evening (at least not for me, I know Sharon and Brenda would always be in that situation). I saw Brad was busy talking to the guy next to him, and Karen, being the friendly person she was, kind of played "hostess" to the little mini "girls only party". Stephanie told us that she worked as a teller for CIBC, and she and Margie lived in Toronto and had been with Margie for over 6 years. Now, when Karen tried to talk to Margie, seems she did not feel much like talking, so basically it was the three of us in a little group talking. When Stephanie heard I worked in a Bridal salon, I got lots of questions, and I asked if her and Marie had a ceremony, and she told me that they did not, and were just married at city hall, nothing fancy, and she did get to wear a dress, but not a Wedding gown, her partner did not want her in a gown. Margie left to go get a drink, and Stephanie told us after she left that Margie did not want to really come tonight, as she hates to see her in a dress, but her parents bought them the tickets as a Wedding anniversary present, so Margie had no choice, and Margie wanted her in a tux as well, but she won that battle. The conversations continued among the three of us, and I was in feminine heaven, good thing Brad and I had our story down pat, well after 6 years I hope so. Every once in a while Brad would lean over to me and give me a little peck on the cheek and whisper, in my ear, "you are having just too much fun aren't you", I would just smile and squeeze his hand.

At one point the conversation got very, very interesting, and the mood at the table a little tense. After taking a sip of my drink, Karen noticed my charm bracelet and asked me about it, and made the comment that she always wanted one, and Stephanie spoke up and said that had thought about it as well. Then the conversation about that a charm bracelet was all about and I went on to explain that basically, each charm with represents something unique about you, or an important event in your life, and I told them, one of the charms was a Bridesmaid gift when I stood for a girlfriend of mine. Karen then asked if I would not mind if I had a closer look at my charm bracelet. Right then and there, I had no clue how this was going to play out, as mine had a few Lesbian references on it. I held out my right wrist and Karen asked if I minded if she touch the bracelet, and I told her that I did not, and Stephanie was looking on as well. The first one she came to was a Lesbian charm, and the look on her face was classic, it was a charm of two women embracing, I could see an awkward look on her face and she skipped over that one and went to the next one, which was the Bridesmaid one, and asked about that. I told her about the Wedding, and the fact the dress I was wearing was the one I wore as a Bridesmaid for that Wedding, which she said, "that is awesome, so you CAN really wear your Bridesmaid dress again", I laughed and told her I had been a Bridesmaid 4 times, and this one is the only one that could come close to being worn again, as all the Weddings I was in were in the late 1908's and early 1990's, and big butt bow, ribbons, and lace, that were all the rage at the time, were not really appropriate for this time period. She carried on, and purposely skipped the other 3 Lesbian reference charms, but I had a good time talking about all the rest, which was easy, as they all were true life experiences and references that I did not have to make something up for. At this point is where it got interesting, Stephanie, reached over and was staring right at me, and I could see Margie looking over too, and with a smile, she reached over and gently spun the bracelet around to the first charm, the Lesbian embrace one, and said, "what is the story about this one and the others that Karen skipped over?". I smiled back at her, and she was staring me in the eyes, not with a simply friendly look, but I got a different vibe. I told her, it is part of who I am, and I am not ashamed to display it in public. She kept smiling and said, "is that not your husband sitting next to you?", I told her it was, and she said, "and he knows these are on your charm bracelet?", I told her he sure did. She smiled and said, "I guess you play for both teams then?", I smiled back and said, "I most certainly do". At this point Margie's interest piqued up and she caught Stephanie staring at me, and nudged her. Poor Karen was in the middle of the two of us, and quite frankly was confused, but the conversation came to an end when dinner was started to be served. I saw that Karen had a confused look on her face and I leaned in and quietly told her that I would explain later.

Dinner came and the first course was a garden salad of some kind with fruit in it, and as the courses kept coming I kept on looking around for Brenda and Sharon, but could not find them in the sea of people. Karen, Stephanie and I kept on talking, but nothing more was said after the brief conversation between Stephanie and I about the fact I was a Bi sexual female, but I could tell she wanted to talk more about it, and I am sure we would have some quiet time in the ladies room sometime during the evening. I would talk to Brad every once in awhile, but like us girls, Brad and the group of men, seemed to have found a few topics they were chatting about on their own. For the three of us, it was lots of talk about my experiences in the Bridal salon, and I had tons of experiences to chat about, and the bonus was, I did not have to make any of them up, and both girls were very interested, and I had a blast telling the stories. Margie on the other hand, we tried to get into the conversation, but she really did not want anything to do with the three of us, and me in particular, I got the idea she did not like her partner talking to potential competition. Brad kept pouring me wine as the different courses came out, after the salad was a soup, minestrone, then the main course which was prime rib. As we ate, the "usual" conversation started about the fashions we were seeing on the other women, and unlike last year, where the theme was sequins, there was no general theme. The three of us made comments, but Margie really said nothing, other than a conversation now and then with Stephanie, and nothing to do with the conversations we were having. Main course was prime rib, potato slices and vegetables, which was awesome. I did notice that Margie was trying to cope with the entire Gala and any other situations arising, by enjoying the wine, I saw the serving staff bringing another bottle near her, and she was taking advantage of it.

Dinner was over, and it was time for dessert, which meant only one thing, and I always look forward to the first trip to the ladies room (which is a real ladies room, not a ladies bathroom). I was waiting for the first clutch purse to be raised, none of the other women did, so I took the lead and raised mine and said, "ladies?", Karen knew what it meant, and so did Stephanie, but Sarah did not, and as we stood, clutch purses in hand, she had a puzzled look on her face for a second and then smiled and grabbed hers and stood up, Stephanie asked Margie if she was joining us and she abruptly said, "I am fine". The four of us headed out of the hall to the ladies room, I soon found out I was the only one that knew where it was, although, it really was not hard to figure it out, just follow the crowd of women in floor length dresses.

As we walked along it was the first time for myself and the other girls for that matter to check each other out to see what each of us was wearing from head to toe (this was not subtle glances, these were all out looks followed by a meeting eye to eye and a smile), I knew I was going to draw glances as the front slit of my dress was showing maximum leg as I walked. I started with Karen as she was next to me as we walked along, she was taller than me about 5'5", her purple spaghetti strapped silk dress was definitely figure hugging, floor length, and had a moderate slit in the front, and her stiletto heels were kid black about 3", after she stood, and the fabric of the dress fell, her cleavage was definitely more prevalent. Next was Sarah, she was about the same height as I was, but was taller due to her heels, she had on a black satin with a chiffon/lace overlay floor length dress, with a train, was stunning, it looked like something the stars would wear on the red carpet. It too was figure hugging, A line and was satin to the floor, almost touched in her heels, The bodice was low cut, but the decoupage was covered by the same lace as the rest of the lace, very sexy, and displayed her breasts very nicely. Her heels were black strappy sandals with a 3" stiletto heel. Lastly was Stephanie, her dress definitely was my favorite of the other women, she was in a long hunter green lace over satin figure hugging mermaid style floor length dress, which more than showed off her hourglass figure, the lace at the top went to her neck, in a high neckline fashion with a keyhole opening and a pearl broach hanging down, and her breasts were well displayed, the sleeves were capped with lace and set the whole look off, her makeup was perfect. I loved her dress the most as Sharon has one almost identical, not in mermaid style, but the exact same style around the bodice, that she wore as a Bridesmaid back many years ago.

We got to the ladies room, and obviously, none of the other girls had been in one before, as all three of them said, "what is this?". As we entered the main room it was packed, obviously lots of other women had the same idea, I explained to them, that this part of the ladies room, was the lounging part, and it was cool to hear our 4 sets of heels clicking along on the marble floor, I explained that couches were for resting, and the well lighted vanities with the stools needed no explanation. I suggested we all meet at the 1st of the 4 large leather couches, and if they needed to take care of business, I pointed out the long line leading into the room with the stalls. I told them I did (even if I didn't I still would have got into the line), and all of the other girls did as well, so away we went to stand in line, I was in the lead with Karen behind me. As always it was fun watching the other women come out and checking out what they were wearing, and surprisingly, quite a few had on 4" heels or higher, and at this point, I would say, high front slits were the fashion trend so far. As we stood and waited for our turn, Karen leaned in and quietly said to me, "what a daring slit, I would not have the courage to wear that", I told her I would explain more when we got back to the table. Eventually it got to my turn, and when one of the 16 stalls became free, I met the woman leaving it, and exchanged a female to female smile. I entered the stall, put my purse on the shelf and hiked up my dress and very, very, carefully pulled down my pantyhose, then sat down, and did my business, making very sure to make the right "tinkling" sounds, as I had women on either side of me. When I was done, I cleaned up and again was super careful in pulling up my pantyhose. I grabbed my clutch purse and headed out of the stall and was met by another woman coming to use the stall, and we exchanged the usual female to female smile, as we passed each other. As I entered the lunge area, there still was a long line up to get into the stalls room. I went and joined one of the small lineups for the vanities, as I knew I had to touch up my lips. It was rather quick, and I sat down one of the Victorian stoosl and opened my clutch purse, and pulled out my lipstick, and applied another coat, and stared at myself in the well-lit mirror, and saw nothing else was needed. I then packed up my clutch purse, and left the vanity for the next girl in line to use, and headed for the large leather couch to wait for the other girls.

I got to the couch, and surprisingly they were not crowded and I met Karen sitting there, and there was a spot next to her. I sat down and asked if she had seen Stephanie or Sarah, and she said that she had not so far, so I sat down next to her, and did not even bother trying to adjust my dress, and my legs literally were fully exposed. Karen, of course noticed this and said, "did I hear right, you wore this dress as a Bridesmaid dress?", I told her that myself and 6 other girls did wear it, she then said, "I know when, I got married, my church would definitely have not allowed a dress that revealing and provocative". I laughed and told her that the slit was a modification I had made, originally, the dress had a small walking slit at the back and no front slit, to which she said, "ok, now that make sense, but it certainly is daring in showing off your legs, and if I might be so bold, very nice legs", I thanked her, and explained an old boyfriend convinced me to do the modification to show off my legs, but we split up and he never got to see it, and tonight was the first chance I had to wear it. Stephanie and Sarah were still nowhere to be found, and Karen and I thought they may have gone back to the table already, and I was going to suggest we leave, when she grabbed my arm, and asked for me to wait for them at the couch. I told her that was fine and then, the question I knew was coming did, Karen asked, "I was a little confused by some of the charms on your bracelet, and what does that mean when Stephanie asked you 'if you play on both teams'", I asked her if she really did not know, and she told me she did not and I could tell she was sincere. I told her I was indeed married, but also enjoy the intimate companionship of another female. She said, "so you are a Lesbian?", I told her "no, I like to play on both teams, 'team female' and 'team male'", she still did not get it and I grabbed her hand and said, "dear, I am Bi-sexual", at that point she got it. I told her not to worry, I was not out to hit on other females, or her for that matter, and that I had a steady female girlfriend (which was not a lie). Eventually Stephanie and Sarah showed up and told us they must have picked the wrong vanity line to get in as it took forever.

Karen and I stood up and the 4 of us left the ladies room and headed back to the table, this time, Stephanie made sure she was right beside me. I knew something might be up when Stephanie asked, "what is that lovely perfume you are wearing?", I told her what it was and she said, "smells divine on you". I thanked her and we kept on walking along, and a little voice in the back of my head was saying "be very careful". We got back to the table, and I got the usual, "we were going to send out a search party for you ladies", again, I had to explain that the lineup for the ladies room was very large. Our desserts had already arrived and it was a sherbet of some kind and was yummy. Again, the men continued talking and the girls, we starting talking amongst ourselves, and like years past, typically the conversation about each other's outfits starts, as the first trip to the ladies room, was the first chance we all got to see one another from head to toe. Stephanie was the first to start, and of course she started with me and Margie, again, was listening intently. She told me my dress was "darling" and "so retro", I thanked her and explained like I did to Karen that it was a Bridesmaid dress I had modified, and she laughed and said, "should have known with the dyed matching satin heels and the dyed matching purse'. I could tell Margie was not impressed by Stephanie's comments, and felt like telling her, "I am not interested in her or any other female at the table". I then told Stephanie her dress was extremely pretty and that I had a friend that wore almost an identical one in a Wedding back in the early 90's, and her dress too was retro and I asked her where she got it. She told me a consignment shop for $40, I laughed and told her that my friend paid over $350 for hers new, and I asked, "that is a "NU-Mode" dress right?", she laughed and said, "OMG, how did you know that!!, and yes it is". I told her I should know, as I work in a Bridal salon and back in the late 80's, early 90's, NU-Mode was a very popular and affordable Bridal manufacturer, and all 4 times I was a Bridesmaid, they were all NU-Mode dresses. Karen was next and told us her dress was bought at a boutique in Toronto, and said, "don't even ask the price", and she fell in love with it as soon as she tried it on. Next was Sarah, her dress was the most intriguing, and when asked she said it was a high end boutique, she really loved the dress when she tried it on at her husband's insistence, but the price was "stupid" for a dress. However, she guessed her husband wanted to show her off and the fact they apparently have money, which she found not realistic, but they bought it anyway. The usual, round table compliments started, and about that time, tea and coffee was being served, which I passed on and so did Brad.

It was announced that the band was going to be on in 15 minutes, which basically triggered a mad rush to the ladies room for the females, and the men to their washroom went as well, including Brad and the other males at the table, and I had to laugh, Margie as well (she fit right in with the other men), and I thought to myself, what will happen when she enters the ladies room dressed like that?, I almost felt like grabbing my clutch purse and going just for the reaction of the other women, but I did not, in fact the four of us that went before dessert, stayed. Stephanie, got up and came and sat in Brad's chair and wanted to talk, she was very bold and direct and started with, "so when was your first time with another woman?", I found it a little odd and a little bold, but I was quick on my feet and said, "it was not a woman but another girl, and I was 16 at summer camp, and it was just kissing and petting". She smiled and said, "ok that was experimentation, when was it with a woman?", I told her it was in College, a roommate and I hit it off, and I had not looked back ever since. She then asked, "so why not stick with women only?", I told her over time, I felt I needed the affection from both men and women. Then the comment that floored me, "I wish I could have been that College roommate, I could have given you it all, and you would have had no need for a man", I smiled and told her I appreciated the compliment, but I was happy with my life (my brain was screaming, what if this woman knew what was under my dress?). Then the awkward moment came, Margie came back to the table, and saw Stephanie sitting next to me and abruptly said, "get back in your seat", to Stephanie, which Stephanie, quickly got up and moved back to her seat, and I looked at Karen and she had a "really?" look on her face, and from then on, we knew definitely was the dominant in that relationship.

Brad came back and he brought me another drink, and put it down, and then sat down and gave me a little kiss on the cheek and asked if I was ready for the dancing, and I told him I definitely was. Before the dancing started all of the woman at the table talked about who was going to take the first shift of "purse patrol", staying at the table to look after the purses, and it was Sarah and her husband that said they would. The band started and Brad pulled out my chair and put my clutch purse on it and slid it in and grabbed Brad's arm and headed to the dance floor, and I was shocked, Stephanie and Margie also headed to the dance floor as well. Once on the dance floor, all of the drama and the female to female interaction and the fun I was having, faded away, it was all about Brad and dancing with him and giving all my attention to him. It was different than in years past when I was in heels almost twice the height I was wearing, so I was looking up at him even more as we danced around. What did not change is that in between each song, Brad would pull me in close grabbing my waist and giving me a loving kiss, making sure his massive member was against my belly, and like in years past I could feel it get harder with each song. We danced about 6 songs and I told Brad it was time to go back to the table (not cause my legs or feet were sore, but it was probably our turn to look after the purses, and the DJ was coming on), and he agreed, and took my hand and lead me off of the dance floor.

We got to the table, and we told Karen and her husband that we would take over and Brad pulled out my chair and I sat down, while Brad went to get more drinks. I kept looking around for Sharon and Brenda, but again, it was a sea of people and I could not spot them. Sarah and her husband came off the dance floor and Sarah sat next to me and her husband went to get drinks, now, Sarah was sitting away from the three of us during dinner and saw the other girls looking at my charm bracelet and asked if she could have a look, as she always wanted to get one. I knew this was going to be fun, and I explained what a charm bracelet was all about and she seemed excited and asked if she could take a closer look at mine, and I told her that it was fine and held out my right wrist, which she gently grabbed onto. Of course the first charm was the Lesbian embrace charm, and she just looked at me and smiled, then when we got to one after the other I was telling the little stories, and the meaning, but like Karen skipped over the other Lesbian references. Finally, at the end, she smiled, and squeezed my hand and I said, "you missed 4", she was about to say something, and at that time, Brad and her husband came back and put down our drinks and I quietly told her that during a ladies room visit, I would explain the others, and she smiled and said staring straight at me, smiled and said "I definitely hope so". Brad sat next to me and whispered "showing off your bracelet again?", I told him I was not, and he moaned in my ear, "remember those lips are mine tonight", I reached down and discreetly brushed my hand against his bulging massive member and told him that they definitely were, no man was going to get pleasure from them but him.

As we sipped our drinks, I was soaking up the atmosphere, of all of the other formally dressed females, and finally the DJ was done and the band was ready to come back on. About that time, Karen and her husband came back and said they would take over the table, and I asked Karen if she was alright and told me that her feet were killing her, as she is not used to wearing heels. I laughed and told her I wear 4" stiletto heels for work all the time for 8 hours at a time (which was no lie), and she just rolled her eyes and said, "I have no clue how". I told her it was just a matter of practice and building up your calf muscles. I gulped down my drink and so did Brad, and I stood up and put my clutch purse back onto my chair and slid it in and grabbed Brad's arm and we headed onto the dance floor. Again the routine was the same, but as the night wore on, I was finding it difficult to keep up with Brad and the steps, as normally I am in at least 3" heels, and these 2" ones made my stepping routine a little difficult, and being lower to Brad by an inch and at times 2 inches made it awkward and somewhat uncomfortable, I was almost wanting to run upstairs and put on my 4 ½" black patent heels, but that would ruin the look of the complete outfit. We danced for another 6 songs or so to the band, and I loved the interaction with Brad, I could tell he was getting hotter and hotter and that every time after a song he would lean way down and would bring me in for a kiss, and pull me in tight wrapping his hand around my backside pulling me tight, his massive member was growing stronger and I could feel that on my belly, I wanted so much to reach down and caress it, but I did not.

I told Brad I needed a break and we realized the DJ was going to come back on in a few songs anyway and headed off the dance floor to the table. Karen and her husband were at the table, and so was Stephanie, and at this point I had to use the ladies room big time, and it was not for touching up my lips, and did not bother seeing if anyone else had to go or not and gave Brad a little kiss and told him to get me a drink and grabbed my clutch purse and was off. Stephanie realizing that I was going to the ladies room, grabbed her clutch purse and said, "Joyce wait up". She came along beside me and we walked briskly along to the ladies room. As we walked she commented on my dress and how sexy my legs looked with the slit, and I looked over at her and smiled, thanked her and asked were her partner was and she said, she was getting more drinks, and I said that "she like to drink does she not?", and her response was basically she cannot deal with straight people in a social situation, so that is her way to cope. We got to the ladies room and as usual at this time there was no lineup for the stalls room, the couches were almost empty same with the vanities, and we both headed for the stalls room. We both grabbed a stall, I went in mine and put my clutch purse on the shelf and hiked up my dress, and then very carefully tugged down my pantyhose, then sat down and did my business, even though I had to go big time, I made sure all I made was a small tinkling sound and cleaned up, then carefully pulled my pantyhose back up. I adjusted my dress and grabbed my clutch purse and headed into the lounge area, Where I found Stephanie sitting on one of the couches, waiting for me, but I wanted to fix my lips and went to a vanity and sat down, and quickly pulled out my lipstick and touched up my lips.

I packed up my clutch purse and went and joined Stephanie on the couch and she told me to sit down as she wanted to talk. I sat down and never adjusted my dress and again my legs were totally exposed and Stephanie noticed that and commented and discreetly, reached over and touched one of my silky covered thighs and cooed, "my how silky and sexy". I pushed her hand away and told her that I valued my life and if her partner saw what she was doing, I would be a dead woman, as I was a tiny thing and she had me by at least 100lbs. She laughed and said that the shape she was in and going to be in, she would have no clue what was going on. It was my turn and I asked her when she was first interested in women, and she told me that ever since she hit puberty, she found she was different and had no interest in boys. She explained that the only thing that made her different than other Lesbians was that she actually wanted go about life looking like a "normal" woman, and it was not until she reached adulthood, she realized that how you dressed/behaved really did not matter, it was who you were inside that counted. In her position at work, dressing professionally as a woman was a must (part of the uniform as she called it), and that meant skirts, thus she was comfortable in a skirt or dress, but her partner did not like it, she thought it was "caving into the system". At that point, I thought I would ask an interesting question, and asked her why she would hook up with a person like Margie, and she told me that Margie filled a gap in her life and they felt a special bond, thus they got married. I told her I was happy for her and reminded her that we should get back to the Gala. I was about to get up and Stephanie told me to please wait for 5 minutes to come back to the table, and I completely understood that she did not want Margie to think something was up between us, and I told her that was fine. So I sat and relaxed and took in the sights of the other formally dressed females coming and going.

I was just about to get up and go back to the table when Sarah walked in. and she spotted me right away and came and was smiling and said, "I wondered where you have disappeared to", I told her I was just heading back and she asked me if she could wait for her, and I told her I would and she thanked me and scurried off to the stalls room, and I sat back down and kept looking around enjoying myself. Sarah eventually came out of the stalls room and went to a vanity and sat down and touched up her lipstick, and then came towards me and I looked her up and down again, and realized how very attractive she was, very curvy and sexy. She sat next to me on the leather couch, like Stephanie, Sarah noticed my well exposed legs and made a comment about them, saying, "what lovely and sexy legs, your husband must love them.". She stopped short of touching them, but something told me deep down she was dying to, I thanked her and I told her she should be thanking my long ago boyfriend that convinced me to modify the dress to have the slit put in. I could tell she had something on her mind, and I made the first move, and strategically put my right wrist on the skirt of my dress which was almost on my crotch as the slit was so high. Sarah saw this and gently moved her hand to my wrist and without saying a word, caressed it, and with her other hand gently grabbed the charm bracelet and started looking again at the Lesbian reference charms, as well as the Lesbian referenced rings. She would look at me in the eyes, each time she got to another, and finally I said, "you like?", she quietly said, "are you really married to Brad?, these charms and those rings tell me you are a Lesbian", and she said it in a quiet and almost hoping way that I would say I was. I reached down and caressed her hand and as I stared into her eyes, said, "I am married my dear, and I enjoy the intimate company of a woman, as well as a man". I could sense some relief in her voice, and at the same time, her mood changed, and she cooed, "oh you do, do you?", and I told her that I definitely did and enjoyed being with another woman very much. That pretty much "opened the flood gates". I had been down this road before and knew where it was going and could see it in her eyes and body language and the she wanted to say something, but did not know how to say it. At this point I wanted to go to our hotel room and ravage her sexy body, but many dominos had to fall in sequence before that happened, so I played it cool, and let her lead.

Sarah asked if I had a girlfriend, and I told her I had a girlfriend, but it was a relationship of convenience, and we both saw other people and got together when it was convenient for each other. The sexual energy was definitely was in the air and again, I wanted to take things slow. I told Sarah we should be getting back to the dancing, and I could tell she did not want to go right back, but if things were going to work out, one thing had to happen, and that was she needed to know I was on my period. So with Sarah sitting next to me opened my clutch purse and grabbed for my compact, the idea was for Sarah to see into my clutch purse. Like any woman, she was curious and did look in as I grabbed my compact and opened it and checked my face, and I knew she saw the tampon and the pad. After checking my face, I closed it up and as I put the compact in, I closed up my clutch purse and said, "that reminds me I have to 'change', I will be right back", and got up and headed to the stalls room and went in leaving Sarah sitting there, right then and there she knew I was on my period. I went in and instead of going to a stall, just went to the mirrored sinks and waited for about a minute, I was fluffing out my hair and smiling at the other formally dressed woman as I did. I was thinking about what would happen next, but was having a blast "playing the game", and hard to get, that I would see how things would work out, but Sarah would have to make the first move.

I went back out into the lounge area of the ladies room, and Sarah was waiting for me, and I sat down next to her and again, never adjusted my dress and my silky legs were fully exposed. Again, I was going to play coy and let Sarah make the first move, and I knew she wanted to. I smiled at her and laid out my hand on the leather couch, and Sarah took the bait. Sarah gently grabbed my hand and caressed it and said, "I am so sorry that you are on your period for such a romantic night". I told her it was alright, and I would take care of my husband in other ways tonight. She had a look of total disappointment on her face, and I told her, that it was alright, that I would be fine, and then, opened the door for her and said, "did you have something else in mind?". Her eyes lit up and then she got flush from blushing and quietly said, "I was going to see if you would join me in a private glass of champagne in our room". I said, "so what is stopping you from doing that?", all the while I was caressing her hand and staring into her eyes. She said, "but you are on your period and...". I caressed her hand more and said, "it has not stopped me before with my husband, there are other ways to please, and I sexily licked my lipstick covered lips.", she said "really?", I told her it did not matter, I would rather please than be pleased, and then caressed her face gently and told her I would more than love to share some alone time with her. She went flush again, and embarrassed and said, "I find you very attractive and am very intrigued, I have never done anything with another woman, but...". She trailed off in her sentence, and I caressed her face again, and finished her sentence and said, "but you always wanted to know what it was like?", I could see it in her eyes, the answer was a very quiet "yes". At that point she was committed and could not go back, and now it was time for me to take the lead. I wanted to kiss her lightly so bad, but it was not the right scenario, holding her hands was enough to draw looks. She surprised me and said that she has champagne in her hotel room and that she would be thrilled if I came back to the room for a glass. I checked my watch, and saw that it was 8:50pm, and I knew Brad would want to go back to our room for "recess" around 10:45pm. So I told her that we should get back to the Gala, and that Brad would want to dance more, and after the next set of the band was on and the change to the DJ, would be the cue for us to go to get together, and I would meet her back at the table and if I had my clutch purse in my hand would be the signal, and I would head out of the dancing area towards the ladies room and I would meet her in the foyer. We got up and left the ladies room and back to the Gala, heels clicking along the marble and then into the foyer and back to the Gala, nothing was said between us, but we did share the occasional smile back and forth.

We headed into the Gala and back to the table, where Brad and Sarah's husband were talking intensely. They saw us coming and again wondered where we were and I leaned in to Brad and told him that it was a "girl thing" and Sarah wanted to talk. Brad had got me a drink and it was on the other side of the table and I went and sat down and Sarah came and joined me, sitting next to me, drink in hand, and at that moment was the first intimate touch from her and she discreetly, under the tablecloth, brush her hand against my silky exposed thigh. She smiled at me as she took a sip of her drink, and I licked my lips back at her. The DJ ended and Stephanie and her partner came off the floor, as well as Karen and her husband, and Brad came over and I took the cue, and stood up and put my clutch purse on my chair and tucked it in, and smiled at Sarah as I grabbed onto Brad's arm, and we went to the dance floor.

As we danced, Brad told me that Sarah's husband and he were working out a business deal, and I smiled up at him, and told him that I wanted to work a deal with him as well, and was looking forward to a business dealing at "recess time". Brad smiled and told me that he was waiting for that deal as well, and gave me a little kiss. We danced at least 6 songs again, and I was getting a little more used to the heels I was wearing and how low they were, and of course after every song Brad would pull me in tight and I could feel his massive member against my belly, and kept whispering, "I hope that is all for me", and he would always reply, "that and much more". As we danced, I was giving my total physical attention to Brad, but could not help but thinking of Sarah and not only her lovely body, and what must be going through her mind as she danced with her husband, thinking of what was to come.

The band finished and it was announced the DJ was coming on and Brad and I headed off the dance floor to the table with me hanging off of his arm. I left Brad's arm and took a drink of my sling, and looked over at Sarah on the other side of the table, and the look on her face was classic, almost a cross between pleading and nervousness all at the same time. I took one last big gulp of my drink, and grabbed my clutch purse and told Brad I had to use the ladies room again, and he leaned down and gave me a little kiss, and said "have fun", and I told him that I always do. I never looked back and headed out of the Gala to the foyer, I had no clue if Sarah was following me, but I stood in the foyer, and soaked in the scenery, and I then spotted Sarah coming towards me, she had a nervous smile, and as she approached me I asked her if everything was alright, and she said it was, and it seemed like her husband and Brad wanted time to talk shop, and he told her to take her time. She said, "ready?", and I could tell she was nervous, and I told her I was fine, and she should lead the way. We got to the elevators and the doors opened and we got in, and we were alone and she pushed the button for the 7th floor. The doors closed and I could tell she was getting more nervous, and I knew I would have to take some measure of control and faced her and grabbed her hands in mine and then, moved in close and gave her a light kiss on the cheek and told her to relax. We got to her floor and she nervously opened her clutch purse and pulled out the room key which was room 735. She lead the way, and we eventually got into the room, as she fumbled opening the door, but finally got it open and we entered the room, and she made sure of securely locking the door. She told me to make myself comfortable, and she would get the champagne ready. I sat down, put my clutch purse on the coffee table, of course making sure my dress was in such a way that my legs were fully exposed. Sarah poured two glasses of champagne and handed me my glass, and then sat down next to me. We toasted the time between us and started drinking slowly. I knew that if this was going to happen, I was going to have to make the first move. I put down my drink and then stared right into her eyes, and she was fixated on mine. I then reached up and took one hand and caressed her face and told her how sexy and beautiful she looked, she smiled and pushed her face into my hand and told me how pretty and sexy I looked as well. I gently grabbed her left hand and guided it to my fully exposed ultra silky nylon covered legs. She started rubbing them, telling me how silky they felt, and how sexy they looked, then told me how intoxicating my perfume smelt. Then she said, in a pleading way, "now what?", and that was my cue to take it to the next level, but I had to be careful.

I then took my hands and put them on either side of her head and slowly brought her head to mine and my lipstick covered lips met hers in a gentle and pensive Lesbian kiss. The first was only for a few seconds, and then I broke it off, and her lower lip was trembling, and all she could say was "that was so soft". She then moved to me and we kissed again, this time, I was leaving it up to her on how long we embraced, and surprisingly, it seemed like she did not want to stop, and we kept going, and then she started getting a little more aggressive. I felt her tongue gently pushing into my mouth, and I reciprocated, and then she really started getting into it, and she started moaning and massaging my silky covered legs. As we continued kissing with a ton of passion, I reached around and carefully undid the zipper on the back of her dress, and unzipped it as far as it could go as we kissed. I felt around for a bra strap, but could not find one, Sarah then broke our kissing and slowly moved off of the couch and stood up, her eyes never leaving a gaze on me, did the final unzipping and allowed her dress to fall to the floor, and she stepped out of it. I then knew why I never found a bra, she was wearing a very sexy lace and black satin Merry widow, very expensive looking with 6 garters holding up sheer nude stockings, and the bra part of the merry widow definitely was a pushup one, and the panties were silk on the back and lace on the front. Also explains the straps that I could see through the sheer lace material of the bodice that I thought were part of the dress, but actually were not.

She stood there, and her body was trembling, and she cupped her breasts and said to me softly, "you like?", I told her how sexy and provocative she looked and told her to sit down, and when she did I caressed her very silky legs, and told her how I loved the lingerie, and she said, in with a little laugh, "and if you think the dress cost a fortune my husband bought this and it too was a fortune, I would never buy anything like this for myself, and it is uncomfortable, but I like the fact he is hard all evening knowing I am wearing it". I told her I thought it was incredibly sexy, at this point she was now caressing my silky legs, and we merged into another long and slow lipstick to lipstick Lesbian kiss, our kissing was deep and passionate, but not rough. At one point I broke the kiss and told her to stick out her tongue, and she did. I then introduced her to another female to female interaction and took her tongue between my lips and started sucking on it, which made her start moaning again. I stopped and quietly said, your turn, and stuck out my tongue and she started sucking on it, we went back and forth, and in between times, went into a long slow deep kissing session. She was caressing my breast from under the lace applique of my dress, and I was caressing her through the lace of her merry widow as well as each of us caressing each others silky legs.

The kissing continued, and I made the next move and took a finger and slid it under her panties and I swear she jumped off the couch, and broke our kiss and had a startled look in her eyes. I moved my finger around a bit more and found her panties were soaking wet, all the while staring at her, and made a comment about how wet she was, and she said, "ever since you agreed to come back here with me, I was moist ever since", I smiled and then felt around a little more until I found her hard clit and she bit her lower lip as I gently and slowly massaged it. As I was massaging her, she continued to stare at me biting her lower lip, and I made the comment, "I see you do not like hair on your pussy", she moaned back that her husband paid for her to get a "Brazilian wax job" for the special Gala evening, and I smiled and said, "bet that was fun", she said, the elderly woman that did it, certainly did not make it fun, but it was for her husband, so she "grinned and bared it". I continued gently massaging her clit, and then we went back into another long kissing session, and I decided to take it to the next level and slowly inserted a finger into her very wet and moist pussy under her panties, she moaned even louder, and started grinding her hips into my hand and her breathing started getting heavier and heavier. I knew it was time, and broke our embrace and told her that it was time to move to the bed. As I pulled out my finger from her pussy, I took a little lick and then moved my finger to her mouth and she licked up her own juices off of it, then in a sexy way, sucked on my finger. I got up and helped her up off the couch and we moved to the bed.

I told her to lay down and relax, now, with me still being in my dress, I had to be careful, especially with the slit, and not to rip the top of it. I crawled up on the bed, and said in a sexy way, "let's get rid of these", and as I tugged down her panties, she lifted her bum of the bed, and tugged them down and then off. They were moist, and I brought them to my face and smelled her lovely juices, all the while staring at her, again her lip was quivering and I put the panties up by her head, I slowly massaged her glistening bald slit and stared at her. I then crawled up and laid next to her and we started kissing, and as we did I moved my hand down and started massaging her very wet pussy. I then broke the kiss and said "are you ready?", she said, "ready for what, I am enjoying this very much", as I stroked her moist pussy, I lick my lips and said, "my lips to have an intimate encounter with your lips", she paused, and I honestly thought she had no clue and with my fingers spread her pussy lips, and I said, "those lips". She said, "you mean?", and I said, "yes dear, I want to lick and suck on your lovely wet pussy". Then she floored me and said, "you mean your lips down there?". I thought, "you have to be kidding me?", and asked her if her husband has ever pleasured her orally, and she said "never", and then I asked if any man has pleasured her orally, and she said, "never". I was floored, not only was I going to pop a Lesbian cherry, but give a woman her first orgasm orally. I then told her she definitely was in for a treat, and then moved to her breasts, and pulled down the straps of her merry widow and expose her pert yet full C cupped breasts. Her nipples were fully erect, and I licked and sucked and nibbled on them and all the while fingering her now, dripping wet pussy, rubbing all of the juice around the lips and massaging her swollen clit. Sarah's head was thrown back and she moaning wildly.

I then slowly moved down between her legs and spread then, and got ready to give Sarah her first ever pussy licking, and I wanted it to be special. I started slowly, and flicked my tongue across her very swollen clit and she literally screamed when I did. I used long slow licks along her slit, she jumped and squealed each time my tongue crossed her swollen clit. I was loving lapping up her juices, which were plentiful, I slowly increased the speed to which I was licking and sucking and eventually introduced two fingers into her very moist pussy and started moving them around and then in and out. Eventually I just concentrated on her clit, by flicking my tongue over it feverishly, and then her breathing started to get harder and faster, and she eventually literally screamed and her whole body started violently shaking, and she obviously was orgasming, over and over. She started to settle down and then grabbed my head, and pushed it into her pussy and cried out "MORE!!!, MORE!!!!". I continued with the same routine and within 5 minutes she was bucking and screaming and had orgasmed again. I continued licking and sucking and she pushed my head away and cried out, "OK UNCLE, UNCLE!". I withdrew my fingers and crawled up the bed, and Sarah was just catching her breath and I came and stared at Sarah and licked one of the two fingers that were in her pussy and cleaned up the juice and stuck another one in her mouth and had her clean her own juice off, which she eagerly did. I then moved in for a kiss and as our lips met she was kissing me passionately. I broke our kiss and moaned "lick my face", she did and was passionate about licking all of her juices off my face. We went into one last long embrace and kissed and caressed each other everywhere. Finally, I broke the embrace and Sarah was beside herself, moaning, "I have never in my life experienced an orgasm that intense, I never knew oral sex could be like that". I smiled and told her that if her husband tried it, he would not come close to giving her that much pleasure, and she said, "I agree, and besides, he needs to take lessons from you on how to kiss". I told her only another female truly knows how to pleasure another female.

With that I rolled off the bed, gave Sarah's lovely bald pussy one last caress and stood up and sipped on my champagne and looked at the clock, and we had been gone for almost a hour. I told Sarah that we better get dressed and cleaned up and back to the Gala. Sarah got up and was still breathing hard, and pulled on her panties and then stepped into her dress and of course I was there right behind her to zip it up. When she was zipped back up, she poured more champagne for the both of us and she proposed a toast, "to the discovery of what one female can do for another and for Joyce to teach me the joys of oral sex". We sipped the champagne and Sarah was eventually settling down. She came to me and stroked my arm and said she wished she had discovered what oral sex was like years ago. I asked her if she performs oral sex on her husband, to which she said, "that is gross, put that thing in my mouth, no way". I smiled and told her, don't knock it until you try it", and she asked me, "and you have tried it?". I said, "dear, I have never stopped since I was 16 and tonight I have already sucked off my husband three times today, and another one coming up in about an hour". She said that she could not imagine what it was like, and I smiled with a wicked grin and said, "you are in control and it is fun to take a man to the brink of begging for relief". We finished our champagne and then both grabbed our clutch purses and headed into the bathroom, and when I saw myself in the mirror, I definitely needed some serious touchup work, Sarah not as much. I had an idea of running back to our room, were all my makeup was, but realized Brad never gave me a room key. Sarah saw the panic in my face and when I explained to her what was going on, she offered me to use her makeup. I thanked her, and pulled out my powdered foundation and fixed my face, then I asked her for her black eyeliner and touched that up, and the last thing was the blush and she handed me hers, it was lighter than mine, but it fix areas that it got rubbed off. Sarach too was fixing up, then a slight adjustment of my hair and then all that was left was my lips. Sarah was about at that point and I looked at her in the mirror and said, before our lipsticks. Then turned to her and faced her and we went into a long deep embrace, which would turn out to the last time we kissed passionately. We broke the kiss and she said, it was too bad it had to end.

We both applied our lipsticks and took one last look at each other and grabbed our clutch purses and headed out into the room to get ready to go. Sarah stopped me and told me that she wanted something to remember me by and wanted my email address. I had an idea and grabbed some of the hotel stationary and opened my lips wide and put on a perfect kiss, then wrote on it, "thanks for the memories, Joyce XXX000", on the other side I put my email address down and handed it to her and she quickly tucked it into her clutch purse. I applied another coat of lipstick and packed it away, and then we were off back to the Gala. Sarah made the comment as we got in the elevator, she could still feel her love juice running down her leg. I smiled and squeezed her hand and as we hit the floor of the Gala, before the doors opened, we gave each other one last light kiss, and that was it for the rest of the evening. We headed back into the Gala and to the table, and I sat down, and Brad had got me another sling, and he barely noticed I came back as he was still intently talking to Sarah's husband. He did eventually notice me and leaned in and said, "must have had a lot to talk about, you were gone for a long time. I told him I knew we were everything got sorted out, and I checked my watch and it was a little after 10pm, and the band was on, and Brad asked if I wanted to dance and I told him I did, so I stood up, tucked in my purse on my chair and slid it in and took Brad's arm and we went onto the dance floor.

As we danced, I looked around and still could see Sharon or Brenda, as I knew what Sharon was wearing, I wanted to see what Brenda was wearing. I checked on checking my watch and saw that it was 45 minutes till our usual "recess time", and it was funny, after the first song was over Brad pulled me in for the usual kiss and said, "something smells funny", I told him I did not know what it could be, but I could tell he was getting hotter and hotter as he was pulling me tighter and tighter hit massive member was digging into my belly, and I could tell he was harder than a rock. We danced for only another 4 songs and the band was over, and the rest of the night was going to be the DJ. Brad lead me off the table and I sat down and Brad said that he would get more drinks and headed off. Stephanie was sitting by herself and came and sat next to me and asked where I was, and I told her I was talking with Sarah in the ladies room, and Stephanie had a sly smile and said, "bullshit, I can smell pussy a mile away, I am a Lesbian after all". I smiled and told her I had no clue what she was talking about, she just said, "how was she?", I said with a straight face, "bald, and a virgin and took her Lesbian cherry, oh, and very tasty". She smiled and said, "I thought so, I wish I knew you were on the prowl, I would have taken you up on an offer to go upstairs, as I find you very attractive". I told her I was definitely not on the "prowl", it just happened to work out that way, and I told her "besides, I value my life, and do not want to deal with a pissed off spouse that is intoxicated and is easily 100 pounds more than me and looks like she drives a truck for a living and could probably snap me in half with one finger". She told me that she was not that bad, but not sure what she would be like intoxicated. I caressed her hand as I saw Brad coming back and told her again how much I liked her dress and how lovely she looked, and perhaps another time.

Brad came back with our drinks and Sarah came back with her husband and Stephanie disappeared with Margie someplace. Sarah's husband came over to Brad and they started talking, so Sarah came over and sat down next to me. She was still "glowing", and as I took a sip of my drink, she raised her clutch purse, and smiled at me and I grabbed mine and figured Brad would not notice me gone, and we quickly headed off to the ladies room. As we walked along I could not help but comment, "looks like someone is 'glowing'", and she told me her pussy has been tingling ever since we left the room, and she keeps on leaking fluid. I said, "bet you would like to go back to the room for another round would you not?", she cooed, "oh God yes", I laughed a little and told her that my meal of fish was over for the evening, and Brad and I were about to go up to the room for a quickie. As we entered the lounge area of the ladies room, I loved hearing our heels clicking in unison and we headed to the stalls room. The place was pretty much empty and we both grabbed a stall and went in. I put my clutch purse on the shelf and hiked up my dress and then carefully tugged down my pantyhose and sat down and did my business making sure to make all of the right sounds and cleaned up, stood up and carefully pulled up my pantyhose and adjusted my dress and then grabbed my clutch purse and left the stall and then into the lounge area of the ladies room. I went and found Sarah, she was sitting at a vanity, and I pulled up a stool next to her, and all I really had to do was fix my lips, and she said to me, as I pulled out my lipstick, "you are on your period, are you really going to give him oral sex now?", I smiled and looked at her in the mirror as I packed up my lipstick and told her, "will be his fourth today, and one more coming up after midnight". She smiled in the mirror and told me that I was amazing and she never put a man in her mouth ever, and hoped I could do it without any pleasure for myself, and I told her, it is messy, but I take care of myself after the evening is over with my trusty vibrator. Sarah said her husband is expecting to have sex after midnight in the room, and that she rarely orgasms when he makes love to her and she has to rely on a vibrator after he is done to orgasm, but now I have shown her a whole new dimension of lovemaking. She also said, she might orgasm when he makes love to her after midnight, but she will be playing with her clit as he makes love to her, and be dreaming of my lips, I smiled at her in the mirror after she said that. We both packed up our clutch purses and headed back to the Gala, I checked my watch as we approached the table and it was approaching "recess time", I sat down and started sipping on my drink and Brad was just finishing up with Sarah's husband, and then turned his attention to me, and leaned in, and quietly asked, "is it time?, I am so hot", I discreetly moved my hand over to his crotch and whispered, "yes, it is time". I gulped down the rest of my drink, and Brad and I stood up and told a few people we would be right back, we needed some "fresh air", I looked over at Sarah and she was just smiling, and knew exactly what we were doing, and I grabbed onto Brad's arm and we left the Gala to go to the elevators.

We got to the elevators and we were alone when entered, and I allowed Brad to pull me in tight and started aggressively kissing me. It was a stark contrast from the sweet and soft lips of Sarah, he was rough and I could feel his beard and was jamming his tongue in my mouth and I reciprocated, it was very hot. We got to the 12th floor and the door opened and we broke our embrace and I took Brad's arm and he lead us into the room, and as we entered, I pushed him back as he was coming at me for another deep embrace. I told him to pour some champagne and I went to the washroom and grabbed my Obsession perfume and doused myself again, it to try and drown out the smell of Sarah. I then applied another thick coat of lipstick and packed it in my clutch purse and headed into the room to meet Brad which had a glass of champagne waiting for me. He was smiling as I walked towards him, and said to me, "forgetting something?". At first I had no clue what he was talking about, until he reached down and stroked my forearm, and then remembered about the matching satin gloves. I told him I would be right back and went into the washroom and slipped them on and then back out, he smiled and said, "much better". He handed me my glass and we toasted the evening and I took my satin covered hand and stroked his bulging massive member over his tuxedo pants. I then stoked his face with my satin covered hands and asked if he was looking forward to the satin, and he groaned, "oh yes". I finished my glass of champagne and poured an other and left it on the table and approached Brad and stroked his massive cock and said, "ready".

Brad put down his drink and pulled me in closed and kissed me again passionately and then broke the kiss and said, "oh God, I am so ready". I then asked, "so where this time dear?", he wanted the mirror again, so I grabbed a pillow and my clutch purse and walked in front of the mirror and put down the pillow and clutch purse and very carefully adjusted my dress and kneeled on the pillow and sat back on my heels and Brad approached me. This time I did not look up and knew what job had to be done and reached up and undid his belt and pants and lowered them down to his knees, leaving me a large tent of his underwear concealing the massive member. I noticed that he had on new underwear and the white ones I had left a lipstick smear on were not the ones he was wearing. At this point I opened my clutch purse and pulled out my lipstick and applied another thick coat, and packaged it back up. I then slowly pulled down Brad's underwear, always enjoying the sight of his massive member popping out, and it did and did not disappoint. I used my satin gloved hand to start smearing around the large amount of precum that had formed on the head, and knew right then and there, when I got home, the gloves along with my Catholic school uniform vest would have to be washed, as it would be stained with Brad's love juice. I used my other satin covered hand and was massaging Brad's full balls, and he was moaning how smooth and lovely the satin felt. I then started my usual routine with sucking Brad, but this time with no games, as we needed to get back to the Gala, but at the same time I wanted to enjoy Brad's lovely massive member. I used my satin covered hand to pump up and down and furiously licked and sucked on his head and on the sensitive side of his member and kept up the pace and never stopped, and Brad was moaning and groaning and eventually he grabbed my head and pushed it down hard and screamed out and blew his load in my mouth, and this time I made sure it did not go right down my throat, but in my mouth and when he was done, about 6 or 8 blasts later, I let him go from my mouth and opened my mouth and looked up at him, and he smiled, and said, "good girl, now swallow", which I closed my lips and did. I then stayed on my knees and used my lips to clean him all up and then grabbed my clutch purse and stood up.

I headed for the coffee table and grabbed my champagne and as I sipped on it, cleaning out my mouth, Brad was pulling up his pants and getting himself in order. I grabbed my clutch purse and gave him a little peck on the cheek and told him I had to freshen up and went into the bathroom. I took off the satin elbow length gloves and checked out my face. It was showing signs of wear, but a light touchup of blush and a fresh coat of lipstick and I was ready to go back, I grabbed my clutch purse and headed back into the room. Brad was waiting for me and gave me a peck on the cheek and told me that the satin gloves were a very nice touch, and of course my lips were as always enjoyable, and seeing his cum in my mouth was a huge turn on as well. I told him we should be getting back to the Gala as midnight was only 30 minutes away. As I grabbed his arm and we left the room, I asked if he was ready to give me another feeding and he told me he definitely was, and we headed for the elevators. We got in and Brad told me that he could not believe how lovely my lips were and could not believe how much my lips could give him that much pleasure. I smiled and as we got to the level of the Gala I gave him a little kiss as we left the elevator.

We got back to the table and sat down, the DJ was still playing, but all of the couple were back at the table, but this time on one side was all of the women and on the other was all of the men. Karen was on one side of me and Stephanie on the other, next to her was her partner, looking totally intoxicated. Sarah came over and quietly said, "use those lovely lips of yours my dear", I said nothing but smiled. I checked my watch and saw it was 15 minutes till midnight and had to use the ladies room, so I grabbed my clutch purse and held it up and Karen, Stephanie and Sarah grabbed theirs and we stood up and all headed to the ladies room. This would turn out to be the last time we would get to the ladies room, and Karen made the comment as we walked along, "Joyce, are you feeling alright?, I have noticed you gone a few times for a long time from the dancing". I looked over at Sarah and back at Karen and just smiled and told her "I am more than fine". We entered the ladies room, which was getting a little more crowded with women getting ready for the stroke of midnight. And a small lineup was for the stalls, and we all got into it, and eventually it was my turn and I took the next stall available and again, smiled at the woman leaving with the usual, female to female smile, and went in and put my clutch purse on the shelf and hiked my dress and again very carefully lowered my pantyhose and sat down and did my business, with heels on either side of me, made sure I made the right "tinkling" sounds. I then cleaned up and carefully pulled up my pantyhose, then adjusted my dress, grabbed my clutch purse and headed out of the stall, again meeting another woman coming in, and we exchanged smiles. I went into the lounge area, and since I really did not to fluff or fix my lips, so I found a seat on of the 4 couches and sat and waited for the other girls. Sarah was the first to come out and she went to a vanity and sat down and I saw her fixing her lips and fluffing her hair, and then stood up and spotted me and came and sat next to me. Of course I did not adjust my dress, so my legs were totally exposed, and Sarah, not being shy, discreetly caressed one of the silky legs and said, "I will never forget those legs or those lips", I smiled and told her I would never forget her sweet pussy. She told me that perhaps one day she could returned the favor and I told her possibly, and we should keep in touch. She then asked if I really went up to the room with Brad and gave him oral sex after she came back with her to the dancing, and I I have no clue how you enjoy that thing in your mouth?", I told her it was very enjoyable and do not knock it until you try it.

Stephanie and Karen were done at the vanities and came and joined us and Sarah and I stood up and the 4 of us headed back to the Gala, all of our heels clicking in unison on the marble floor, and I was again, loving the sound. We got back to the table, and it was 5 minutes till midnight and the glasses of champagne had already been handed out, Brad handed me mine and the before I knew it, there was the countdown and it was midnight, we all toasted each other and Brad leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss, and I discreetly stroked his crotch and he was bulging and hard again. After we broke our embrace, I whispered in his ear, "you were not kidding you have more to feed me", he groaned back, "oh yes". We both finished our champagne, and by this point in the evening, neither one of us were in any shape to drive, and I was glad I was not wearing my usual 4 ½" heels, the 2" ones I was wearing were fine. It was time to say goodbye to the people at the table, and while Brad was off shaking hands with the other men at the table, I gave Karen a hug and a light kiss on the cheek, I did not bother with Stephanie's partner, she was still sitting down in a drunken stupor, but when Brad came back, and I knew it was time to go, I could not resist, and walked straight up to Stephanie, and said, "Happy New Year", and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulled her in and leaned in and gave her a long passionate lipstick to lipstick Lesbian kiss. I then broke it and saw a surprised, but thankful smile on her lips. Her partner saw the whole thing and never said a word.

I grabbed Brad's arm and we were off, and as we left the Gala, he said, "and what was that about?", and I said, "nothing, just something between us girls", he smiled and said, "bet you would have wanted to take her up to a room this evening and have some fun with her". I told him it would have been nice, but having fun with him is what the evening was all about (little did he know about Sarah). We got to the elevator, and there was a lineup of people to get on, so we patiently waited to get on one, and eventually did, crammed in with other couples coming from the Gala, since we were on the 16th floor, we were one of the last to get off, and we headed to the room. Once inside, Brad, again, was very hot and pulled me in a kissed me passionately and helped me close and I could feel the bulge of his massive member against my belly. This time I did not stop the embrace, as my makeup could afford to be ruined at this point, and it last for quite some time, with Brad rubbing my ass and jamming it and my belly into massive member and grinding it against me. Wee broke the embrace, and I told him I need to get changed, and turned around and he quickly unzipped my dress, and I told him to get ready while I changed, and to get more champagne ready. As I walked to the bathroom to get changed he told me to not to forget the gloves, and I told him I would not.

I went in and carefully took off the dress and hung it up on the shower rod, and then took off the strapless padded bra, and put back on the black lace one, I then took off the matching satin heels and packed them away, and pulled out the long satin and lace black peignor, and slipped it on over my head, and then the matching black satin and lace wrap and put it on. Finally I put on the 5 ¼" black patent heels, which I found were a challenge after all of the nights beverages. I checked my makeup and it was not pretty but at almost 1am, was not going to bother, but did pull out my lipstick and put on a thick coat, then finally another application of Obsession perfume, lastly were the gloves, which did not match the lingerie, but it was a request of Brad's, they were still damp from the precum I wiped off of his member earlier. I packed my clutch purse back up and headed into the room, and Brad, was standing there, completely naked, with two glasses in his hands. His massive member was sticking straight out and very hard. I walked sexily up to him and he handed me my champagne and I took a sip, put down my clutch purse, then reached down with my satin covered hand and slowly stroked him, and felt the moistness of his pre-cum through my glove and wiped it all over his head, and he groaned, he put down his glass and grabbed me tight and we went into an intense passionate kiss, I could keep his massive member up against my belly, and felt it getting moist, and then he started thrusting against the silk of the peignoir and I knew I was going to have to be going more laundry when I got home. Brad then broke the embrace and lead me to the bed and he laid down, I grabbed my clutch purse and put it down on the table next to the bed.

I then in a sexy manor, slid off the robe, grabbed my clutch purse pulled out my lipstick and slowly and in a sexy manor applied a thick coat of lipstick. The crawled up on the bed, and got on my knees and ran my painted fingers through Brad's hairy chest staring at him and licking my sexy lipstick covered lips and then leaned down, and savored Brad's huge member one last time. It was late and my head was spinning a bit, but I grasped his large balls with my stain covered hands and then slowly licked off the pre-cum off of his head. I then opened my lips as far as the would go and engulfed his huge head and started assaulting it with my tongue, then with my two satin covered hands started wrapped them around his massive shaft and started pumping up and down, and then feverishly started flicking my tongue everywhere, concentrating on all of his sensitive parts. It took about 15 minutes, but eventually he started groaning louder and louder, till finally the pre-cum started to ooze out more and more, and then he grabbed the back of my head and thrust his member almost down my throat and then he came and his massive member pulsed around 6 times and this time, with each load, I swallowed it directly down. When he was done, I let his head go with a "pop" and then slowly licked up and down and cleaned him all up, finishing with a nice tongue wash of his now drained balls. He was still panting as I got up off the bed and grabbed my champagne glass and washed out my mouth. He got up off of the bed and gave me a kiss on my cheek and I reached down with my red painted fingers and gave his now very limp large member a friendly squeeze. I asked him if he enjoyed it, and he told me, it would be long time before he forgot this night, and I smiled and told him I would not forget it as well, but for me, it was for different reasons, but I did not tell him that.

I told him that would have to change and cleanup for getting ready to leave and he told me that he would call a cab while I was getting ready to leave. I went into the washroom and packed everything back up and the slipped out of the lingerie and heels and packed it away, and took of the black lace bra, and decided not to put on the strapless bra when I put on my dress. I put on the dress and did it up as far as it could go, then instead of the 2" dyed to match satin heels, I put on the 4 ½" black patent heels, as I was not sure if it had snowed, and did not want to ruin the satin heels. I had everything packed away and left the washroom, and grabbed the dress bag and packed that away. Brad was still naked, but had on a white robe, and had in his hands the underwear with the lipstick mark on them, and came and handed them to me and asked me to spray them with my perfume, I smiled and took them, and said I would, I then opened my purse and sprayed them for him, and handed them to him, and he smelled them, and then pulled out of the pocket of his robe a ziplock bag, and put them in and sealed it. I smiled and told him, now when you want to close your eyes and think of me, and can now remember how I smelled.

Brad told me that the cab would probably be waiting for me, and then helped me on with my long winter coat, offering to do up the rest of my dress, but I told him not to, as there would be no one at home to help me out of it. I then grabbed my suitcase, and Brad handed me $40 for the cab ride, which I put in my clutch purse, and gave me one last hug, and gave his massive limp member one last squeeze, then one last kiss on the cheek, and I left the room to head to the elevators. It was almost 2:30am when I walked past the escalators down to the level the Gala was on, and it was strange to see no one around, when before it was a sea of formally dressed people. I got to the entrance to the hotel and a doorman said, "are you Ms. Devries?", and I told him I was and grabbed my bag and told me my taxi was waiting. I went into the cold night and the taxi driver held my door, while the door man put the suitcase in the trunk. Not much was said as he drove me home, and eventually we arrived, just a little before 3am, and the ride was $30, and I handed him the $40 and told him to keep the change. He opened my door for me and grabbed my suitcase for me, and thanked me and told me to have a Happy New Years day. I got into the dark and empty house and slipped off my heels, hung up my long winter coat, and then went downstairs and plopped down the suitcase, and carefully slipped out of the dress, hung it up, and then pulled off my pantyhose, and foundation garment and black satin and lace panties. I put on the black peignoir, moist stain and all, then crawled up into my bed, and pulled out my vibrator and turned it on and then closed my eyes and relived the event of the evening, and massaged my latex vagina with it, and eventually exploded into it, and quickly ran to the washroom and dumped the contents on the floor of the showed, I removed the latex vagina, cleaned up, and slid back on the black lace and satin panties and crawled up into bed and fell asleep still dreaming about the day and evening's events.

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So here is the proposal: First off, I AM NOT A PRO. This petite, passable TV, would love to meet you if you are in my area, Toronto Ontario, as described in the diary entry above. I love to be the girl of your dreams, and as long as I can remain the girl at all times, I would love to hear from you. I am not interested in being a TV/TS "girlfriend" and "BI" sex, but rather I will be the woman of your dreams for a wonderful and possible formal evening, I promise, you will not go home frustrated. If you are a NON- smoking male or female, or couple, please contact me, and who knows?.

Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com My MSN Chat ID: joyce_devries@hotmail.com My Yahoo Chat ID: joyce_devriestv@yahoo.com